The Black Matilda Chords by The Rumjacks

_ By the windy shores of Canada [G] Bay I broke my fast for Lucia's day
[Am] A beguile of figures she blew my way and rattled me roving heart
[C] The snipers cracked a [G] metronome, a pricey heels on polished [Am] stone
And I was soon to call me home by way of the ancient art
[C] I was cozy by a river, the [G] wind was stirring, the cost of hurrying
[A] The likes of men who've lost their land, the rudder must have the will
[C] To chance the rule when it's up with [G] those and those who've taken the belly of [A] stones
And turned their backs on wives and homes to [Am] follow the black Matilda
_ _ _ _ [G] Oh lonely love, we'll [A] crush your arse and hope to die
[C] If ever you're thrown beneath the [G] murderous fire, the mother I
Oh lonely love, we'll [Am] crush your arse upon goodbye
[C] Remember that day in the emerald, I'll [G] let your head so bloody hide _
But [C] even the boys of Inverary [G] know from Georgia to Jericho
[A] She took three hundred souls, but all of her debt that they got done in [C] shot
Poets and the sages, [G] tried to warn us during the ages
[A] The blood drips from the faces where they [Am] tell of the black Matilda
_ _ _ [C] She hushed her lips as fun a tune, [G] as fine as any soap could [A] do
And as ever let my head to zoom and held me better to talk
[C] But a bastard I were born to [G] tend, a little soul I've never read
[A] A guy of this enchanted land, a better me I'd support
But [C] a man I'm strung, a man I'm [G] swung, afraid the sirens call
But [Am] how will your darling love be old, become old-fashioned and unfulfilled
[C] There's no poetry, there's no [G] tune, the poison hammer not the [Am] moon
And I'll show you very soon, your waltz of black Matilda _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] Oh, oh beloved, it's [A] crushed your arse and hope to die
[C] And ever you fall beneath the [G] murky fire, the mother I
Oh, oh beloved, it's [A] missed your arse upon goodbye
[C] Remember that day in the emerald, [G] I'll let your head so bloody hide _
But [C] even the boys of Inverary [G] know from Georgia to Jericho
[A] She took three hundred souls, but all of her debt that they got done in [C] shot
Poets and the shagers, [G] try to warn us kindly agents
[Am] The blood drips from the pages, man, that's the name of the black Matilda _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] The shores of Canada [G] Bay are blue, my friggin' brains [Am] away
It's not as though I'm proud to say, it's not as though I could have killed [C] her
I'm off to hell's forgotten [G] shores, where men like me have sailed [Am] before
And they shall sail forevermore, in the name of the black [C] Matilda
_ _ _ Oh, oh beloved, it's [G] crushed your arse and hope to die
[A] It's enough to make you cry, enough to make you cry
[C] Oh, oh beloved, it's [G] crushed your arse upon goodbye
[A] It's enough to make you cry, enough to make you cry
[C] Oh, oh beloved, it's [G] crushed your arse and hope to die
[A] It's enough to make you cry, enough to make you cry
[C] Oh, oh beloved, it's [G] crushed your arse upon goodbye
[A] It's enough to make you cry, enough to make you cry
Enough to make you cry, enough to make you cry
Enough to make you cry, enough to make you cry
Enough to make you cry, enough to make you die
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