Chords for the Pogues - Body of an american

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_ _ _ _ _ The Cadillacs stood by the house and the Yanks [F] they were [C] within.
_ _ And the Tanker Boys [F] they hissed [C] advice but were with a [G] pin. _ _
[C] When we turned and shook [Fm] us we had a [C] look in the room where the dead man [G] lay.
_ _ _ [C] Something Jim Dwyer made his last trip to the shores where his _ father's lay.
_ But fifteen minutes later [F] we had our [C] first taste of whiskey.
And as Uncles giving lectures [Am] on ancient [G] Irish history.
[F] The men all started telling [C] jokes and the [G] women they got frisky.
[C] But five o'clock in the evening [F] every bastard [G] there was pissed.
[C] Fare thee well [G] gone away there's nothing [C] left for say.
[F] Farewell to New York City [C] boys, the best in [G] NPA.
[F] He took them out with a well and [C] cleft and they up and [G] heard him say.
[C] I'm a free born man [G] of the [C] USA.
He fought the champ in Pittsburgh and he slashed him through the ground.
He took on Tiny Turt Nella and it only went one [G] round.
[F] He never had enough time for [C] rest but drank a [G] glass of wine.
[C] But he never grew up right when the fight was right so [F] they sent him [G] to the war.
[C] Fare thee well [G] gone away there's nothing [C] left for say.
West London Joe with an earring gone my love's an [G] Ameri-Clay.
[F] The calling of the [C] Rosary smashed my [G] foot far away.
[C] I'm a free born man [G] of the [C] USA. _ _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ [C] Best morning in the harbor when I said good night.
I remembered how I swore that [F] I'd come back to [G] you one day.
[F] And as the [C] sun set kind of made the evening go [G] to hell.
[C] I told you I'd always love you, I [F] always did, I [G] always will.
[C] Fare thee well [G] gone away there's nothing left [C] for say.
I'd spray a jute and your eyes as blue as the water in [G] the bay.
[C] A quick gin toy and a man of war who was up and heard [G] them say.
[C] I'm a free born man of [G] the [C] USA. _ _ _ _
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