Chords for The Corries --- The Loo Song

Tempo:
94.8 bpm
Chords used:

B

E

F#

G#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Corries --- The Loo Song chords
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I was born in Arkansas, [E] me mammy was a [B] squaw, pappy hailed from [F#] Timber too.
[B] There's one thing I recall, [E] that I hated most of [B] all, was that little [F#] green shed, [B] our loo.
It had [E] a cedar shingle roof, [B] I swear that was the truth, hinges all rusting [F#] and corroding.
[B] T'was the ghastly shade of green, [E] the worst you've ever seen, [B] it stood there [F#] at the bottom [B] of the garden.
Well one day when I was six, [E] I was chopping at some sticks, [B] when a nasty little gleam [F#] came to my eye.
[B] I ran down to the charn, [E] and shoved it off the lawn, [B] into [F#] the river flowing [B] gently by.
Soon my pappy called my name, [E] he yelled, hey what's your game, [B] why did you shove our privy [F#] in the drain?
[B] Well then I shook with fear, [E] and shed a little tear, [B] I said [F#] it wasn't me, [B] I didn't think.
[E] It had a cedar shingle roof, [B] I swear that was the truth, hinges all [F#] rusting and corroding.
[B] T'was the ghastly shade of green, [E] the worst you've ever seen, [B] it stood [F#] there at the bottom [B] of the garden.
Soon my pappy told me how [E] George Washington felled a [B] tree, then he went and owned [F#] up straight away.
[B] And because he told the truth, [E] that honest youth pursuit, [B] his pappy [F#] didn't punish [B] him that day.
Well me being a little green, [E] I thought I'd best come clean, [B] so I told my pappy how [F#] I sank that shack.
[B] Well with a rebel cry of glee, [E] he hauled me o'er his knee, [B] proceeded [F#] to whop me [B] blue and black.
It [E] had a cedar shingle roof, [B] I swear that was the truth, hinges all rusting [F#] and corroding.
[B] T'was the ghastly shade of green, [E] the worst you've ever [B] seen, it stood [F#] there at the [B] bottom of the garden.
Since I hadn't told a lie, [E] I asked my pappy why, [B] he sat there and he answered with [F#] a frown.
[G#m] Well George [B] Washington's pappy, he [E] wasn't sitting in the tree, [B] that little [F#] rusted tree jumped it [E] down.
[B] [N]
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B
12341112
E
2311
F#
134211112
G#m
123111114
B
12341112
E
2311
F#
134211112
G#m
123111114
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I was born in Arkansas, [E] me mammy was a [B] squaw, pappy hailed from [F#] Timber too. _ _
[B] There's one thing I recall, [E] that I hated most of [B] all, was that little [F#] green shed, [B] our loo.
It had [E] a cedar shingle roof, [B] I swear that was the truth, hinges all rusting [F#] and corroding. _
[B] T'was the ghastly shade of green, [E] the worst you've ever seen, [B] it stood there [F#] at the bottom [B] of the garden. _
Well one day when I was six, [E] I was chopping at some sticks, [B] when a nasty little gleam [F#] came to my eye. _
[B] I ran down to the charn, [E] and shoved it off the lawn, [B] into [F#] the river flowing [B] gently by. _
Soon my pappy called my name, [E] he yelled, hey what's your game, [B] why did you shove our privy [F#] in the drain? _
_ [B] Well then I shook with fear, [E] and shed a little tear, [B] I said [F#] it wasn't me, [B] I didn't think. _
[E] It had a cedar shingle roof, [B] I swear that was the truth, _ hinges all [F#] rusting and corroding.
[B] T'was the ghastly shade of green, [E] the worst you've ever seen, [B] it stood [F#] there at the bottom [B] of the garden.
Soon my pappy told me how [E] George Washington felled a [B] tree, then he went and owned [F#] up straight away. _
_ [B] And because he told the truth, [E] that honest youth pursuit, [B] his pappy [F#] didn't punish [B] him that day. _
Well me being a little green, [E] I thought I'd best come clean, [B] so I told my pappy how [F#] I sank that shack. _
[B] Well with a rebel cry of glee, [E] he hauled me o'er his knee, [B] proceeded [F#] to whop me [B] blue and black.
It [E] had a cedar shingle roof, [B] I swear that was the truth, hinges all rusting [F#] and corroding. _
[B] T'was the ghastly shade of green, [E] the worst you've ever [B] seen, it stood [F#] there at the [B] bottom of the garden. _
_ _ _ Since I hadn't told a lie, [E] I asked my pappy why, [B] he sat there and he answered with [F#] a frown.
_ _ [G#m] Well George [B] Washington's pappy, he [E] wasn't sitting in the tree, [B] that little [F#] rusted tree jumped it [E] down.
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