Chords for Whiskey on a Sunday

_ _ _ This is a song about a man from Liverpool who died many years ago.
He was a busker, he ran a side show.
[A] And he only got whisky on a Sunday.
If you're wondering what this is, it's a thing for people who didn't learn the guitar in the school of [E] music. _ _
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_ _ _ Oh, he sits at the corner [G] of Beggar's Bush, [A] a stride of an owl packing [D] case.
_ _ And the dolls at the end of [G] the plank were dancing [A] as he crooned with a smile on [D] his face.
[E] La la [Bm] la la, come [A] day go day, _ _ wishing me hearty [F#m] to a Sunday.
La la la la, drinking full of [B] milk all the week, [A] and a whisky on a [D]
Sunday.
_ _ His tired [E] old hands dropped a wooden [Bm] _ beam, [A] and the puppets [A] they danced up and [D] down. _
A far better show than [G] you ever will see in the _ fanciest theatre [D] in town.
[Bm] La la la la, _ come [A] day go day, _ _ wishing me [D] hearty to a Sunday.
La [Bm] la la la, drinking full of milk [Em] _ all the week, [A] and a whisky _ on a [D] Sunday. _ _
In _ 1902, [G] all said Davey died, [A] this song it was heard no [D] more.
_ _ The three dancing dolls in [G] the dustbin were thrown, [A] and the plank went to mend [D] the back door.
La la [Bm] la la, _ come [A] day go day, _ _ wishing me hearty [D] to a Sunday.
La [Bm] la la la, drinking full of [Em] milk all the week, [A] and a whisky _ on [D] a Sunday.
_ _ On some stormy night, if [G] you're passing that way, [A] when the wind's blowing up from the [D] sea,
_ _ you may still hear the song [G] of old said [A] Davey as he croons to his dancing [D] dolls three.
_ La [Bm] la la la, come [A] day go day, _ wishing me hearty [D] to a Sunday.
_ La [Bm] la la la, drinking full of [Em] milk all the week, [A] and a whisky _ on [D] a Sunday.
La la [Bm] la la, drinking full of [B] milk all the week, [A] and a whisky _ on [D] a Sunday. _ _ _
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