They Drank And Drank And Drank Chords by Slim Dusty
Tempo:
104.45 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
F
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#] [G] [C] [G] [C]
It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, just me and my old bush mate.
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait.
[G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
[G] breeze the closer [C] in they came.
[G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, oh he thinks one jump ahead.
got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead.
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, just me and my old bush mate.
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait.
[G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
[G] breeze the closer [C] in they came.
[G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, oh he thinks one jump ahead.
got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead.
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
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[F#] _ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [C] _ _
_ It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, _ just me and my old bush mate.
_ _ _ [F]
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait. _
_ [G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
_ _ [F] and with the smell and the [C] tang upon the [G] breeze the closer [C] in they came. _ _ _ _
_ [G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, _ _ oh he thinks one jump ahead.
_ _ [F] Yeah you've got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead. _
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
_ for [F] that crafty crow [C] would take a look [G] until the last one [C] ventured out.
_ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [C] _ [C#] _ [D] _ _ _ Well we docked it up a tender stake and grinned from ear to ear.
[Dm] _ _
[D] [G] A bit of this, a dash of that and a sordid other gear.
_ _ _ [A] Nothing cruel or fatal like, just a barrel of fun of course.
_ _ [G] Like mustard, pepper, [D] Holbrook's black [A] and a splash of [D] chilli sauce.
_ [Dm] _
_ [D] _ _ Well we placed that stake out on the flat and then sat down to wait.
_ Oh [G] he couldn't resist, that crow came in with an eager hopping gait. _ _
[A] He looked it over, circled round and thought this looks alright.
_ And [G] his head went down in [D] a vicious thrust and [A] with one [D] mighty bite. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ Three mouthfuls slithered down his neck and his feathers black as soot. _ _
[C] Stood out like a porcupine and his tongue shot out of foot.
_ _ [D] Oh he gave a squawk and then a dance and headed for the tank.
_ _ [C] And there he sat [G] for about half an [D] hour and he drank and he [G] drank and he drank. _ _ _
_ _ Well a hawk came down with razor beak and quickly did devour.
_ _ [C] He took off like a tiger moth about a hundred miles an hour. _ _
[D] He scratched his neck while in full flight and came down on the bank.
_ [C] To land [G] beside that old black crow where they [D] drank and [G] they drank and they drank.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And now in remnants of a meal, a throwing away's day.
_ [F] Oh that crafty crow stands all alone about three hundred yards away. _
_ [G] And the hawk still circles overhead and the meat crow stale and rank.
_ Yeah [F] they remember [C] well that winter's day [G] when they drank and they [C] drank and they drank.
_ [A] _ [C] _ _
_ Yeah it was dinner camp in the scrub one day just me and my old moosh mate.
_ _ [F] Oh scavenger hawk circled overhead and those crows stood by to wait.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, _ just me and my old bush mate.
_ _ _ [F]
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait. _
_ [G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
_ _ [F] and with the smell and the [C] tang upon the [G] breeze the closer [C] in they came. _ _ _ _
_ [G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, _ _ oh he thinks one jump ahead.
_ _ [F] Yeah you've got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead. _
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
_ for [F] that crafty crow [C] would take a look [G] until the last one [C] ventured out.
_ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [C] _ [C#] _ [D] _ _ _ Well we docked it up a tender stake and grinned from ear to ear.
[Dm] _ _
[D] [G] A bit of this, a dash of that and a sordid other gear.
_ _ _ [A] Nothing cruel or fatal like, just a barrel of fun of course.
_ _ [G] Like mustard, pepper, [D] Holbrook's black [A] and a splash of [D] chilli sauce.
_ [Dm] _
_ [D] _ _ Well we placed that stake out on the flat and then sat down to wait.
_ Oh [G] he couldn't resist, that crow came in with an eager hopping gait. _ _
[A] He looked it over, circled round and thought this looks alright.
_ And [G] his head went down in [D] a vicious thrust and [A] with one [D] mighty bite. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ Three mouthfuls slithered down his neck and his feathers black as soot. _ _
[C] Stood out like a porcupine and his tongue shot out of foot.
_ _ [D] Oh he gave a squawk and then a dance and headed for the tank.
_ _ [C] And there he sat [G] for about half an [D] hour and he drank and he [G] drank and he drank. _ _ _
_ _ Well a hawk came down with razor beak and quickly did devour.
_ _ [C] He took off like a tiger moth about a hundred miles an hour. _ _
[D] He scratched his neck while in full flight and came down on the bank.
_ [C] To land [G] beside that old black crow where they [D] drank and [G] they drank and they drank.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And now in remnants of a meal, a throwing away's day.
_ [F] Oh that crafty crow stands all alone about three hundred yards away. _
_ [G] And the hawk still circles overhead and the meat crow stale and rank.
_ Yeah [F] they remember [C] well that winter's day [G] when they drank and they [C] drank and they drank.
_ [A] _ [C] _ _
_ Yeah it was dinner camp in the scrub one day just me and my old moosh mate.
_ _ [F] Oh scavenger hawk circled overhead and those crows stood by to wait.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
