Chords for The Skewbald - Dave Swarbrick and Martin Carthy

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_ [A] You gallant sportsman o'er, [E] listen to my story, Of the bold skew, poor [D] that noble racing pony.
[A] Half a marble was the man who was brought, Skew board over, he's a diamond [E] in the land,
He rolls around in a rover.
_ _ His horses were brought out, with saddle, whip and bridle,
And the [D] gentlemen did shout when they saw [A] the noble rider.
[F#] And the sun did shout [A] hooray, as the air was thick with curses,
On the brave [E] Griselda, sportsman laid their purses. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Trumpet it did sound, they [F#] shot off like an arrow,
Scarcely touched the [D] ground where they're going, it was [E] narrow.
Then Griselda passed him by, as the gentlemen did holler,
O'er the grave, o'er the day, the skew board he will follow.
_ _ But half way round the track, up spoke the noble rider,
Of fear we must forbank, for she's going like [A] a tiger.
Up spoke the noble horse, ride on, ride on my master,
For we're half way round the track, and it's now we'll see [E] you spastered.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ So swiftly [A] o'er the grass, skew board flew like lightning,
So swiftly [D] o'er the grass, let the grey mare she was taken.
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Ride on my noble horse, for the big two [D] hundred guineas,
Oh your saddle will be of gold, [E] we pick up our winnings.
_ _ [A] Way past the winning post, skew board [E] flew so handy,
Horse and [D] rider both, for for sherry, [A] wine and brandy.
And it's there [B] they drank the hell [G] of the currents,
Miss Griselda, and all [A] who lost their money,
On the [D] sporting plagues of Kildare. _ _
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