Chords for The Twelve Days After Christmas, by Frederick Silver – Score & Sound

Tempo:
115.7 bpm
Chords used:

Bb

D

G

Gbm

Eb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Twelve Days After Christmas, by Frederick Silver – Score & Sound chords
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[Bm] [Eb] [C]
[D]
[Em] [D] The first [Em] day [Gbm] after [G] Christmas, [Gbm] my true [Em] love and I [D] had a fight.
[A] And so I [B] chopped the pear tree down and burned it just [G] for [Gbm] spite.
[G] Then with a single cartridge, I shot that [Bm] blasted partridge.
My [Gbm] true love, my true [Bb] love, [Gbm] my true [G] love gave [D] to [B] me.
[A] [D] The [Em] second day [Gbm] after [G] Christmas, [Gbm] I pulled on the old [D] rubber gloves
[A] and [G] very [B] gently wrung the necks of both the turtle [Gbm] doves.
My true [D] love, my true [Bb] love, [Gbm] my true love gave [D] to me.
[Dbm] The third [Bm] day [Gb] after [D] Christmas, [Dbm] my mother [A]
caught the flu.
[G] I had [B] to use [G] the three [E] French eggs [Bm] to make [E] some chicken [A] soup.
[G] The four [D] calling birds [G] were a big [D] mistake [Am] for their [D] language was [E] obscene.
The five gold rings [Dbm] were completely [E] vacant, [Bm] they turned [E] my fingers [A] [Bb] green.
The sixth day after Christmas, [Eb] the sixth late Easter [Cm] day,
[Bb] I gave [Cm] a full [Bb]-blown [Cm] gaggle to [Bb] the ASPCA.
On [Eb] the seventh day, [Ab] what a mess [Eb] I found [F] all seven of the [Fm] swimming swans had drowned.
[F] My true [Bb] love, my [F] true love, my true love gave to [Cm] me.
[Eb] [Ab]
[Bb] [Eb] The eighth day [Fm] after [Gm] Christmas, [F] [Bb] before they could [Ab] suspect,
[Cm] [Bb]
I [Cm] bundled up the eight, made [F] the milking nine,
five for spiking [Fm] ten, ladies dancing,
rabbit, lord, we'll need these twelve [Bb] drummers coming.
Well, [Dm] actually I kept one of the drummers.
And sent [F] them [Bb] back a [Ab] letter, I wrote my true [Gm] love, we are through love.
And I said [Fm] in so [Bbm] many words, [Fm] furthermore your Christmas gifts were [Bb]
poor love.
[Eb] Poor calling [Ab] birds, three French [F] hens, two turtle doves,
and a [Ab]
heart [Bb] written a [Fm] pantry.
[Eb] [C]
Key:  
Bb
12341111
D
1321
G
2131
Gbm
123111112
Eb
12341116
Bb
12341111
D
1321
G
2131
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] The first [Em] day [Gbm] after _ [G] Christmas, [Gbm] my true [Em] love and I [D] had a fight.
[A] And so I [B] chopped the pear tree down and burned it just [G] for _ [Gbm] spite.
[G] Then with a single _ cartridge, I shot that [Bm] blasted _ partridge.
My [Gbm] true love, my true [Bb] love, [Gbm] my true [G] love gave [D] to [B] me. _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] The [Em] second day [Gbm] after [G] Christmas, [Gbm] I pulled on the old [D] rubber gloves
[A] and [G] very [B] gently wrung the necks of both the turtle [Gbm] doves.
My true [D] love, my true [Bb] love, [Gbm] my true love gave [D] to me.
[Dbm] The third [Bm] day [Gb] after [D] Christmas, [Dbm] my mother [A]
caught the flu.
[G] I had [B] to use [G] the three [E] French eggs [Bm] to make [E] some chicken [A] _ _ soup.
[G] The four [D] calling birds [G] were a big [D] mistake [Am] for their [D] language was [E] _ obscene.
The five gold rings [Dbm] were completely [E] vacant, [Bm] they turned [E] my fingers [A] _ [Bb] green.
The sixth day after _ Christmas, [Eb] the sixth late Easter [Cm] day,
_ [Bb] I gave [Cm] a full [Bb]-blown [Cm] gaggle to [Bb] the _ _ _ _ ASPCA.
On [Eb] the seventh day, [Ab] what a mess [Eb] I found [F] all seven of the [Fm] swimming swans had drowned.
[F] My true [Bb] love, my [F] true love, my true love gave to [Cm] me.
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Eb] The eighth day [Fm] after _ _ [Gm] Christmas, [F] _ [Bb] before they could [Ab] suspect,
[Cm] _ _ _ [Bb]
I [Cm] bundled up the eight, made [F] the milking nine,
five for spiking [Fm] ten, ladies dancing,
rabbit, lord, we'll need these twelve [Bb] drummers coming.
_ _ _ _ Well, [Dm] actually I kept one of the drummers.
_ And sent [F] them [Bb] back a _ [Ab] letter, I wrote my true _ [Gm] love, we are through love.
And I said [Fm] in so [Bbm] many words, [Fm] furthermore your Christmas gifts were _ [Bb]
poor _ love.
[Eb] Poor calling [Ab] birds, three French [F] hens, two turtle doves,
and a [Ab]
heart [Bb] written a _ [Fm] pantry.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _

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