The Frog Chords by Slim Dusty
Tempo:
96.25 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
B
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Now I've listened to tales that the Olstice [D] told from Burke to Camelwheel,
[A] and on dusty tracks in the southern states from [E] Orbost to Warwickville.
[A] Some were grave and some were [D] gay and some with humour too.
[A] And each of the tellers always [E] swore that the tale that he [A] told was true.
Old Paddy the Dancer, a swagman of note, [D] who followed the bids he run,
[A] found himself on the Tucker track, [E] and most of his food was done.
So [A] he pondered a while and thought at last, [D] as far as he could see,
that [A] he'd have to catch himself a cod to cook on the coals for tea.
So he rigged a line from binder [D] twine that he scrounged from a farmer's hay,
[A] and then fashioned a hook from a rusty nail [E] that got stuck in his foot that day.
[A] Well, he looked with pride on his fishing [D] gear, and to try he could hardly wait.
[A] Then he saw at last, as anglers do, [E] you must cover your hook with bait.
[A]
He remembered a tale that someone told in the [D] dim and distant past,
[A] that frogs were the things that the anglers used for the [E] fish to break their fasts,
that [A] frogs were as scarce as teeth on hens, or [D] that's what he said to me.
But he searched around till he found a frog at the foot of a lightwood tree.
Well, he stalked that frog on hand and knee, [D] like big game hunters do,
[A] but a black snake coming the other way had [E] the same idea in view,
[A] that both of them grabbed together, [D] but the snake was a fraction fast.
[A] It swallowed the frog, but found itself [E] held in the swagman's grasp.
[A] Well, he fished from his pocket a flask he had of [D] very potent droll,
[A] and said with a sigh, it must be done, [E] I want that flaming [A] frog.
Well, he squeezed that wriggling reptile's neck till its jaws [D] were opened wide.
Then [A] with tears in his eyes he poured the lot into [E] the snake's inside.
Well, it gave a gurgle and then a gulp and [D] then quite a twist or two,
[A] and there was that old frog in the light of day, almost as good as new.
Well, he grabbed that frog and then hurried away [D] to bait up his rusty hook,
[A] and then lay back on the grassy bank by [E] the side of that peaceful brook.
Then [A] he felt a tap on his shoulder blade and [D] turned with eyes agog,
[A] and there with that snake all bleary-eyed in [E] its mouth was another [A] frog.
Well, that was the tale that was told to me [D] at camp on the Reedy flat.
[A] Maybe it's true or maybe not, [E] you'd best be the judge of that,
[A] but what I can hardly believe is, [D] is the way that he liked the grog.
[A] He would give it away to a worthless snake [B] for the sake [E] of a useless [A] frog.
[Ab]
Now I've listened to tales that the Olstice [D] told from Burke to Camelwheel,
[A] and on dusty tracks in the southern states from [E] Orbost to Warwickville.
[A] Some were grave and some were [D] gay and some with humour too.
[A] And each of the tellers always [E] swore that the tale that he [A] told was true.
Old Paddy the Dancer, a swagman of note, [D] who followed the bids he run,
[A] found himself on the Tucker track, [E] and most of his food was done.
So [A] he pondered a while and thought at last, [D] as far as he could see,
that [A] he'd have to catch himself a cod to cook on the coals for tea.
So he rigged a line from binder [D] twine that he scrounged from a farmer's hay,
[A] and then fashioned a hook from a rusty nail [E] that got stuck in his foot that day.
[A] Well, he looked with pride on his fishing [D] gear, and to try he could hardly wait.
[A] Then he saw at last, as anglers do, [E] you must cover your hook with bait.
[A]
He remembered a tale that someone told in the [D] dim and distant past,
[A] that frogs were the things that the anglers used for the [E] fish to break their fasts,
that [A] frogs were as scarce as teeth on hens, or [D] that's what he said to me.
But he searched around till he found a frog at the foot of a lightwood tree.
Well, he stalked that frog on hand and knee, [D] like big game hunters do,
[A] but a black snake coming the other way had [E] the same idea in view,
[A] that both of them grabbed together, [D] but the snake was a fraction fast.
[A] It swallowed the frog, but found itself [E] held in the swagman's grasp.
[A] Well, he fished from his pocket a flask he had of [D] very potent droll,
[A] and said with a sigh, it must be done, [E] I want that flaming [A] frog.
Well, he squeezed that wriggling reptile's neck till its jaws [D] were opened wide.
Then [A] with tears in his eyes he poured the lot into [E] the snake's inside.
Well, it gave a gurgle and then a gulp and [D] then quite a twist or two,
[A] and there was that old frog in the light of day, almost as good as new.
Well, he grabbed that frog and then hurried away [D] to bait up his rusty hook,
[A] and then lay back on the grassy bank by [E] the side of that peaceful brook.
Then [A] he felt a tap on his shoulder blade and [D] turned with eyes agog,
[A] and there with that snake all bleary-eyed in [E] its mouth was another [A] frog.
Well, that was the tale that was told to me [D] at camp on the Reedy flat.
[A] Maybe it's true or maybe not, [E] you'd best be the judge of that,
[A] but what I can hardly believe is, [D] is the way that he liked the grog.
[A] He would give it away to a worthless snake [B] for the sake [E] of a useless [A] frog.
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_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Now I've listened to tales that the Olstice [D] told from Burke to Camelwheel,
[A] and on dusty tracks in the southern states from [E] Orbost to Warwickville.
_ [A] Some were grave and some were [D] gay and some with humour too.
_ [A] And each of the tellers always [E] swore that the tale that he [A] told was true.
_ _ Old Paddy the Dancer, a swagman of note, [D] who followed the bids he run,
[A] found himself on the Tucker track, [E] and most of his food was done.
So [A] he pondered a while and thought at last, [D] as far as he could see,
that [A] he'd have to catch himself a cod to cook on the coals for tea.
_ So he rigged a line from binder [D] twine that he scrounged from a farmer's hay,
[A] and then fashioned a hook from a rusty nail [E] that got stuck in his foot that day.
[A] Well, he looked with pride on his fishing [D] gear, and to try he could hardly wait.
[A] Then he saw at last, as anglers do, [E] you must cover your hook with bait.
[A] _ _
He remembered a tale that someone told in the [D] dim and distant past,
[A] that frogs were the things that the anglers used for the [E] fish to break their fasts,
that [A] frogs were as scarce as teeth on hens, or [D] that's what he said to me.
But he searched around till he found a frog at the foot of a lightwood tree.
_ _ Well, he stalked that frog on hand and knee, [D] like big game hunters do,
[A] but a black snake coming the other way had [E] the same idea in view,
[A] that both of them grabbed together, [D] but the snake was a fraction fast.
[A] It swallowed the frog, but found itself [E] held in the swagman's grasp.
[A] Well, he fished from his pocket a flask he had of [D] very potent droll,
[A] and said with a sigh, it must be done, [E] I want that flaming [A] frog.
_ _ Well, he squeezed that wriggling reptile's neck till its jaws [D] were opened wide.
Then [A] with tears in his eyes he poured the lot into [E] the snake's inside.
Well, it gave a gurgle and then a gulp and [D] then quite a twist or two,
[A] and there was that old frog in the light of day, almost as good as new.
_ Well, he grabbed that frog and then hurried away [D] to bait up his rusty hook,
[A] and then lay back on the grassy bank by [E] the side of that peaceful brook.
Then [A] he felt a tap on his shoulder blade and [D] turned with eyes agog,
[A] and there with that snake all bleary-eyed in [E] its mouth was another [A] frog. _ _
_ Well, that was the tale that was told to me [D] at camp on the Reedy flat.
_ [A] Maybe it's true or maybe not, [E] you'd best be the judge of that,
[A] but what I can hardly believe is, [D] is the way that he liked the grog.
[A] He would give it away to a worthless snake [B] for the sake [E] of a useless [A] frog.
_ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Now I've listened to tales that the Olstice [D] told from Burke to Camelwheel,
[A] and on dusty tracks in the southern states from [E] Orbost to Warwickville.
_ [A] Some were grave and some were [D] gay and some with humour too.
_ [A] And each of the tellers always [E] swore that the tale that he [A] told was true.
_ _ Old Paddy the Dancer, a swagman of note, [D] who followed the bids he run,
[A] found himself on the Tucker track, [E] and most of his food was done.
So [A] he pondered a while and thought at last, [D] as far as he could see,
that [A] he'd have to catch himself a cod to cook on the coals for tea.
_ So he rigged a line from binder [D] twine that he scrounged from a farmer's hay,
[A] and then fashioned a hook from a rusty nail [E] that got stuck in his foot that day.
[A] Well, he looked with pride on his fishing [D] gear, and to try he could hardly wait.
[A] Then he saw at last, as anglers do, [E] you must cover your hook with bait.
[A] _ _
He remembered a tale that someone told in the [D] dim and distant past,
[A] that frogs were the things that the anglers used for the [E] fish to break their fasts,
that [A] frogs were as scarce as teeth on hens, or [D] that's what he said to me.
But he searched around till he found a frog at the foot of a lightwood tree.
_ _ Well, he stalked that frog on hand and knee, [D] like big game hunters do,
[A] but a black snake coming the other way had [E] the same idea in view,
[A] that both of them grabbed together, [D] but the snake was a fraction fast.
[A] It swallowed the frog, but found itself [E] held in the swagman's grasp.
[A] Well, he fished from his pocket a flask he had of [D] very potent droll,
[A] and said with a sigh, it must be done, [E] I want that flaming [A] frog.
_ _ Well, he squeezed that wriggling reptile's neck till its jaws [D] were opened wide.
Then [A] with tears in his eyes he poured the lot into [E] the snake's inside.
Well, it gave a gurgle and then a gulp and [D] then quite a twist or two,
[A] and there was that old frog in the light of day, almost as good as new.
_ Well, he grabbed that frog and then hurried away [D] to bait up his rusty hook,
[A] and then lay back on the grassy bank by [E] the side of that peaceful brook.
Then [A] he felt a tap on his shoulder blade and [D] turned with eyes agog,
[A] and there with that snake all bleary-eyed in [E] its mouth was another [A] frog. _ _
_ Well, that was the tale that was told to me [D] at camp on the Reedy flat.
_ [A] Maybe it's true or maybe not, [E] you'd best be the judge of that,
[A] but what I can hardly believe is, [D] is the way that he liked the grog.
[A] He would give it away to a worthless snake [B] for the sake [E] of a useless [A] frog.
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