Chords for Smokey Bastard - My Son John

Tempo:
105.6 bpm
Chords used:

C

F

Eb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Smokey Bastard - My Son John chords
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My son John was tall and slim and he'd a leg for every limb
But now he's got no legs at all for he ran a race with a cannonball
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
Well were you drunk or were you blind when you left your two fine legs behind?
Or was it [Eb] sailing on the sea [C] while your two fine legs ride down to the knee
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
I was not drunk, I was not blind when I left my two fine legs behind
Nor was it sailing on the sea while my two fine legs ride down to the knee
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
Each foreign war I'll now denounce between the King of England and the King of France
For I'd rather my legs as they used to be [F] than the King of Spain and his whole navy
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
Well I was tall and I was slim and I had a leg for every limb
But now I've got no legs at all, they were both shot away [C] by a cannonball
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
Well I was tall and I was slim and I had a leg for every limb
But now I've got no legs at all, they done come off on a cannonball
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, [F] whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
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C
3211
F
134211111
Eb
12341116
C
3211
F
134211111
Eb
12341116
C
3211
F
134211111
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My son John was tall and slim and he'd a leg for every limb
But now he's got no legs at all for he ran a race with a cannonball
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy _ Rudundah
Well were you drunk or were you blind when you left your two fine legs behind?
Or was it [Eb] sailing on the sea [C] while your two fine legs ride down to the knee
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy _ Rudundah
I was not drunk, I was not blind when I left my two fine legs behind
Nor was it sailing on the sea while my two fine legs ride down to the knee
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy Rudundah
Each foreign war I'll now denounce between the King of England and the King of France
For I'd rather my legs as they used to be [F] than the King of Spain and his whole navy
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy _ Rudundah
Well I was tall and I was slim and I had a leg for every limb
But now I've got no legs at all, they were both shot away [C] by a cannonball
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy _ Rudundah
Well I was tall and I was slim and I had a leg for every limb
But now I've got no legs at all, they done come off on a cannonball
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, whack for the riddle Timmy _ Rudundah
Timmy Rudundah, fuddle riddle dah, [F] whack for the riddle Timmy _ Rudundah
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