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DOWN WHERE THE DRUNKARDS ROLL
Richard Thompson
(capo 3rd fret to play with record. Song is recorded in Bb,
but written here in G)
[G]See the boys out walking
The [C]boys who look so [G]fine
[C]Dressed up in green [G]velvet
[C]Their silver buckles [G]shine
[G]Soon they'll be bleary-eyed
[D]Under a keg of [C]wine
CHORUS
[C/G]Down where the drunkards [D]roll
[C/G]Down where the drunkards [D]roll
See that lover standing
Staring at the ground
He's looking for the real thing
Lies were all he found
You can get the real thing
It will only cost a pound
There goes a troubled woman
She dreams a troubled dream
She lives out on the highway
She keeps her money clean
Soon she'll be returning
To the place where she's the queen
You can be a gambler
Who never drew a hand
You can be a sailor
Who never left dry land
You can be lord Jesus
All the world will understand
DOWN WHERE THE DRUNKARDS ROLL
Richard Thompson
(capo 3rd fret to play with record. Song is recorded in Bb,
but written here in G)
[G]See the boys out walking
The [C]boys who look so [G]fine
[C]Dressed up in green [G]velvet
[C]Their silver buckles [G]shine
[G]Soon they'll be bleary-eyed
[D]Under a keg of [C]wine
CHORUS
[C/G]Down where the drunkards [D]roll
[C/G]Down where the drunkards [D]roll
See that lover standing
Staring at the ground
He's looking for the real thing
Lies were all he found
You can get the real thing
It will only cost a pound
There goes a troubled woman
She dreams a troubled dream
She lives out on the highway
She keeps her money clean
Soon she'll be returning
To the place where she's the queen
You can be a gambler
Who never drew a hand
You can be a sailor
Who never left dry land
You can be lord Jesus
All the world will understand