Chords for The Lambton Worm

[F] _ _ _ [B] _ [Am] _ _ [F] _
One Sunday morning Lampton went a-fishing in the weir,
[Bb] And he catched [F] a fish upon his [G] yoke he felt looked [C] very queer,
[F] But when the kind of fish it was young Lampton [Bb] couldn't tell,
[Dm] He wadn't fast to [F] carry it yem so he [E] hired a [F] dune a-well. _
Wished lads had ya [Bb] gobs and I'll tell ya's [C] all an awful [F] story,
Wished lads had ya [Em] gobs and I'll tell ya [F] boot the worm.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ [Am] _ _ [F] _
Young Lampton felt inclined to gun and fight in foreign wars,
[Bb] So he joined a [F] troop a-knights that [G] cared for neither [C] wounds nor scars,
[F] And off he went to Palestine where queer things [Bb] in be fell,
[F] And very soon forgot [G] a boot the [Gm] queer worm [F] in the well. _
Wished lads had ya [Bb] gobs and I'll tell ya's [C] all an awful [F] story,
Wished lads had ya [G] gobs and I'll tell ya boot [B] the worm. _
_ [C] _ [Eb] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] _
But the worm got fat and growled and growled and growled in awful size,
[Bb] With great big [F] teeth and great big [G] gob and great big [C] gobbly eyes,
[F] And when it needed crawled a boot to pick up bits [Bb] and use,
[Dm] If he fell [G] dry upon the road he milked a [F] dozen coos.
Wished lads had ya gobs [Bb] and I'll tell ya's all an [F] awful story,
Wished lads had ya gobs [Em] and I'll tell ya boot [F] the worm. _
_ [C] _ [Eb] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Cm] _ [B] _ [G] _ [A] _ _ [F] _
This awful worm would often feed on lambs and calves and sheep,
[Bb] And swally [F] little bairns [G] alive when they lived in [C] to sleep,
[F] And when he'd eaten all he could and he had had [Bb] his fill,
[Dm] He crawled away and locked [G] his teal [Gm] tent and ran to [F] Penshaw Hill.