Chords for The Whitlams Black Stump Band - The Day John Sattler Broke His Jaw (Official Video)
Tempo:
85.3 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
D
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
South's 26 easily beat West's 7 and North's assured paramount of the wooden [D] spoon.
South's form today suggests the other three semi-final teams, whoever they are,
will need to [A] show a big [D] improvement to wrest the premiership from the Ravenna.
Sunrise on the station, breaks the morning spell.
Red and [A] green [Bm] streamers flying beside [G] the railway view [D] hotel.
[G] Cleveland Street shuffles [A] shining [D]
into the [A] mighty [Bm] roar.
[G] We were walking through the [A] twilight the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
Living eight to a house, [G] [A] postman's he's [D] landed plenty.
There was nothing [A] left [Bm] for people like us in September [A] 1970.
[G] Some worked the Everly [A] Railway yard, [D] some worked the [A] Tannery's and the Botany [Bm] Shore.
[G] We didn't [A] work a Saturday, but [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
If it's [G] high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between [D] the posts,
[G] drink your beer and [A] shed no tears, [G] these [A] days you [D] miss the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining in [D] black from [A] door [Bm] to door.
[G] And the tears roll down like [A] rashes the [G] day John [A] Sattler broke his [D] jaw.
[G]
[D] Saturday morning on the Botany Road was [A] mean and it [D] was lean.
Rabbit killers in [C#m] old [Bm] Ford [G] Falcons, stalling through a [D] richer [A] man's dream.
[G] By afternoon he [A] would jam tight [D] inside [A] the [Bm] hotel doors.
Even [G] the TAB was [A] empty the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw.
[G] If it's high enough, if it's [A] long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight [D] between the posts,
[G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining [D] in black from [A] door to [Bm] door.
And [G] the tears roll down like [A] rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
[G] [A] [D]
[A] [Bm] [G]
[A] [G] [A]
[D] [F#m] [Bm]
[G] [A] [G] [A]
[D]
Now in the ladies' lounge, [G] [A] young girl rock [D] sopran,
old [A] guy [D] down to flag ale [G] with a ghost of Dave [A] Sands.
[G] Closed lines are flying [A] high, [D] the sun is sinking [F#m] behind the [Bm] flats.
[G] The stone girls [A] walk in circles with [G] their [A] babies [D] on their backs.
As big trucks roll down wide streets, [G] heroin [A]-filled [D] storm drains,
suburban [A] towns have [Bm] turned blue and brown, [G] news on walls with their street [A] names.
[G] They took you down [A] to Campbelltown to [D] Mount [A] Jewett and [Bm] St.
Mary's.
Young [G] Mavis sits stoned [A] in a terrace house, [G] the Sydney Swan [A] to pay [D] TV.
[G] If it's high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between the [D] posts,
[G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive set [A] shining [D] in black [A] from [Bm] door to door.
And [G] the tears roll down [A] like rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [Bm] his jaw.
And the [G] tears roll down [A] like rashes the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw.
[G] [A] [D]
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South's form today suggests the other three semi-final teams, whoever they are,
will need to [A] show a big [D] improvement to wrest the premiership from the Ravenna.
Sunrise on the station, breaks the morning spell.
Red and [A] green [Bm] streamers flying beside [G] the railway view [D] hotel.
[G] Cleveland Street shuffles [A] shining [D]
into the [A] mighty [Bm] roar.
[G] We were walking through the [A] twilight the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
Living eight to a house, [G] [A] postman's he's [D] landed plenty.
There was nothing [A] left [Bm] for people like us in September [A] 1970.
[G] Some worked the Everly [A] Railway yard, [D] some worked the [A] Tannery's and the Botany [Bm] Shore.
[G] We didn't [A] work a Saturday, but [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
If it's [G] high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between [D] the posts,
[G] drink your beer and [A] shed no tears, [G] these [A] days you [D] miss the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining in [D] black from [A] door [Bm] to door.
[G] And the tears roll down like [A] rashes the [G] day John [A] Sattler broke his [D] jaw.
[G]
[D] Saturday morning on the Botany Road was [A] mean and it [D] was lean.
Rabbit killers in [C#m] old [Bm] Ford [G] Falcons, stalling through a [D] richer [A] man's dream.
[G] By afternoon he [A] would jam tight [D] inside [A] the [Bm] hotel doors.
Even [G] the TAB was [A] empty the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw.
[G] If it's high enough, if it's [A] long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight [D] between the posts,
[G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining [D] in black from [A] door to [Bm] door.
And [G] the tears roll down like [A] rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
[G] [A] [D]
[A] [Bm] [G]
[A] [G] [A]
[D] [F#m] [Bm]
[G] [A] [G] [A]
[D]
Now in the ladies' lounge, [G] [A] young girl rock [D] sopran,
old [A] guy [D] down to flag ale [G] with a ghost of Dave [A] Sands.
[G] Closed lines are flying [A] high, [D] the sun is sinking [F#m] behind the [Bm] flats.
[G] The stone girls [A] walk in circles with [G] their [A] babies [D] on their backs.
As big trucks roll down wide streets, [G] heroin [A]-filled [D] storm drains,
suburban [A] towns have [Bm] turned blue and brown, [G] news on walls with their street [A] names.
[G] They took you down [A] to Campbelltown to [D] Mount [A] Jewett and [Bm] St.
Mary's.
Young [G] Mavis sits stoned [A] in a terrace house, [G] the Sydney Swan [A] to pay [D] TV.
[G] If it's high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between the [D] posts,
[G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive set [A] shining [D] in black [A] from [Bm] door to door.
And [G] the tears roll down [A] like rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [Bm] his jaw.
And the [G] tears roll down [A] like rashes the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw.
[G] [A] [D]
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Key:
A
G
D
Bm
F#m
A
G
D
South's 26 easily beat West's 7 and North's assured paramount of the wooden [D] spoon.
South's form today suggests the other three semi-final teams, whoever they are,
will need to [A] show a big [D] improvement to wrest the premiership from the Ravenna.
Sunrise on the station, _ breaks the morning spell.
Red and [A] green [Bm] streamers flying beside [G] the railway view [D] hotel. _
[G] Cleveland Street shuffles [A] shining [D]
into the [A] mighty [Bm] roar.
[G] We were walking through the [A] twilight the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
_ _ _ Living eight to a house, _ [G] [A] postman's he's [D] landed plenty.
There was nothing [A] left [Bm] for people like us in September [A] 1970.
[G] Some worked the Everly [A] Railway yard, [D] some worked the [A] Tannery's and the Botany [Bm] Shore.
[G] We didn't [A] work a Saturday, but [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
If it's [G] high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between [D] the posts,
_ [G] drink your beer and [A] shed no tears, [G] these [A] days you [D] miss the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining in [D] black from [A] door [Bm] to door.
[G] And the tears roll down like [A] rashes the [G] day John [A] Sattler broke his [D] jaw.
_ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] Saturday morning on the Botany Road was [A] mean and it [D] was lean.
Rabbit killers in [C#m] old [Bm] Ford [G] Falcons, stalling through a [D] richer [A] man's dream.
[G] By afternoon he [A] would jam tight [D] inside [A] the [Bm] hotel doors.
Even [G] the TAB was [A] empty the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw.
[G] If it's high enough, if it's [A] long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight [D] between the posts,
_ [G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining [D] in black from [A] door to [Bm] door.
And [G] the tears roll down like [A] rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
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[G] _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [D] _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Now in the ladies' lounge, _ [G] [A] young girl rock [D] sopran,
old [A] guy [D] down to flag ale [G] with a ghost of Dave [A] Sands. _
[G] Closed lines are flying [A] high, [D] the sun is sinking [F#m] behind the [Bm] flats.
[G] The stone girls [A] walk in circles with [G] their [A] babies [D] on their backs.
As big trucks roll down wide streets, [G] heroin [A]-filled [D] storm drains,
suburban [A] towns have [Bm] turned blue and brown, [G] news on walls with their street [A] names.
[G] They took you down [A] to Campbelltown to [D] Mount [A] Jewett and [Bm] St.
Mary's.
Young [G] Mavis sits stoned [A] in a terrace house, [G] the Sydney Swan [A] to pay [D] TV. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] If it's high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between the [D] posts,
_ [G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive set [A] shining [D] in black [A] from [Bm] door to door.
And [G] the tears roll down [A] like rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [Bm] his jaw.
_ And the [G] tears roll down [A] like rashes the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw. _
_ _ _ [G] _ [A] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _
You're watching 7 National News. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
South's form today suggests the other three semi-final teams, whoever they are,
will need to [A] show a big [D] improvement to wrest the premiership from the Ravenna.
Sunrise on the station, _ breaks the morning spell.
Red and [A] green [Bm] streamers flying beside [G] the railway view [D] hotel. _
[G] Cleveland Street shuffles [A] shining [D]
into the [A] mighty [Bm] roar.
[G] We were walking through the [A] twilight the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
_ _ _ Living eight to a house, _ [G] [A] postman's he's [D] landed plenty.
There was nothing [A] left [Bm] for people like us in September [A] 1970.
[G] Some worked the Everly [A] Railway yard, [D] some worked the [A] Tannery's and the Botany [Bm] Shore.
[G] We didn't [A] work a Saturday, but [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
If it's [G] high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between [D] the posts,
_ [G] drink your beer and [A] shed no tears, [G] these [A] days you [D] miss the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining in [D] black from [A] door [Bm] to door.
[G] And the tears roll down like [A] rashes the [G] day John [A] Sattler broke his [D] jaw.
_ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] Saturday morning on the Botany Road was [A] mean and it [D] was lean.
Rabbit killers in [C#m] old [Bm] Ford [G] Falcons, stalling through a [D] richer [A] man's dream.
[G] By afternoon he [A] would jam tight [D] inside [A] the [Bm] hotel doors.
Even [G] the TAB was [A] empty the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw.
[G] If it's high enough, if it's [A] long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight [D] between the posts,
_ [G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive [A] set shining [D] in black from [A] door to [Bm] door.
And [G] the tears roll down like [A] rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [D] his jaw.
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[G] _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [D] _ [F#m] _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Now in the ladies' lounge, _ [G] [A] young girl rock [D] sopran,
old [A] guy [D] down to flag ale [G] with a ghost of Dave [A] Sands. _
[G] Closed lines are flying [A] high, [D] the sun is sinking [F#m] behind the [Bm] flats.
[G] The stone girls [A] walk in circles with [G] their [A] babies [D] on their backs.
As big trucks roll down wide streets, [G] heroin [A]-filled [D] storm drains,
suburban [A] towns have [Bm] turned blue and brown, [G] news on walls with their street [A] names.
[G] They took you down [A] to Campbelltown to [D] Mount [A] Jewett and [Bm] St.
Mary's.
Young [G] Mavis sits stoned [A] in a terrace house, [G] the Sydney Swan [A] to pay [D] TV. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] If it's high enough, if [A] it's long enough, [G] if it's [A] straight between the [D] posts,
_ [G] drink your [A] beer and shed no tears, these [G] days [A] you miss [D] the most.
[G] Every defensive set [A] shining [D] in black [A] from [Bm] door to door.
And [G] the tears roll down [A] like rashes the day [G] John [A] Sattler broke [Bm] his jaw.
_ And the [G] tears roll down [A] like rashes the [G] day John Sattler [A] broke his [D] jaw. _
_ _ _ [G] _ [A] _ [D] _
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