Chords for Pyrates! - Bold Robber

Oh, come all you people that [Em] go out [D] a-tipping, I pray you'll keep attention and listen [Em] to [D] me song.
I'll sing a [C] little ditty [Gm] of all [C] the bold robbers [D] who'd seven [A] foot high and in proportion [D] quite strong.
_ _ _ _ _ Well, he robbed lawyer Morgan and old Lady Dawkins, five hundred bride-ginnies from each one of them.
And as [C] he was a-strolling [Gm] he spied a young [E] sailor [D] and bold [C] as a lion [Dm] he slewed [D] up to him.
_ _ _ _ Well, hand over your money, you saucy young sailor, you [A] plenty [D] of poke in your pockets I see.
Oh, I [C] says the [Gm] sailor, I plenty [A] of money, [D] but while [A] I have life I shall have [D] none for thee. _ _
_ _ Well, I've just left the mission for the rest, gangsters slept and I'm bound up to London, me sweetheart to see.
We've bought [C] two shiny soft [Gm] rims to pay our sweet [D] lodging, so I pray [C] you, bold robber, you'll not take [D] them from me. _ _ _ _
Then the robber caught hold of [Dm] the [D] gallant young sailor with a blow like a bollocks [E] knocked him to [D] the ground.
Oh, [C] I says the [Bb] sailor, you struck [C] me quite heavy, but [D] now I'll [C] endeavour to [E] repay you [D] in _ kind.
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Inward then, boys, they stripped and like tigers they skipped and they fought blow for blow like gods in the field.
On the [C] ninety-seventh [Gm] meeting it was their [C] completing for [D] the jolly [C] bold robber [Dm] lay dead on [D] the ground.
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] Then the sailor [D] looked down on the blood-stained bold robber, I hope he'll forgive me, old fellow, says he.
For if I'd just a [Gm] lifted a thousand [C] bright [D] kitties, I'd be damned [A] if I'd stop a poor sailor [D] like me.
_ _ _ _ Oh, now come all you people that go out at that ring, I pray you, keep attention and listen to me song.
It's police [C] who rob [Gm] from the poor who's no money.
[D] When a man [C] can't live off, [A] fear it [Dm] shall [D] be. _
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