written by Sheb Wooley
12/14/05
INTRO: B A E B A
In the [E]town of Old Milwaukee, back in [A]198[E]2
He celebrated 40 years of [F#7]makin' that famous [B]brew
The [E]master of the taster's art, Milw[A]aukee's number [E]one
And he could fa[A]irly feel the [E]flavor as it sw[B]ished across his [E]tongue
Over time and weekends, Old Clancy never shirked
They said it was amazin' how much Clancy loved his work
But one scorchin' afternoon as he made his final round
He fell into the sixty-thousand gallon vat and drowned
CHORUS:
[B]Oh the [A]day [C#m]that [E]Clan[A]cy dr[B]owned
He [E]could've called for help but Lord [F#7]he never made a [B]sound
We a[E]ll tried to rescue him but we [A]didn't have no [E]luck
'Cause he [A]dived to the b[E]ottom and we c[B]ouldn't pull him [E]up
(KEY CHANGE)
[F]It was a solemn occasion as his [Bb]buddies gathered 'r[F]ound
They had to make arrangements for to [G7]put him in the [C]ground
When they [F]took the dear departed over [Bb]to the funeral p[F]lace
[Bb]Took 'em half an [F]hour to get that [C]big smile off his f[F]ace
Brother Daniels preached the funeral and he had some words to say
'Bout the life of brother Clancy, ah yes and how he passed away
"Could it not have been avoided," said he, "that he met this tragic end"
"Well preacher he got out 3 times to go the bathroom but he always jumped back in!"
CHORUS:
[C]Oh the [Bb]day [Dm]that [F]Cla[Bb]ncy d[C]rowned
He was [F]blowin' pearly bubbles and [G7]swimmin' all a[C]round
A-[F]gurglin' and a-gigglin' and a-[Bb]wearin' that silly [F]grin
Ah but he [Bb]fought us like a [F]flounder when we [C]tried to haul him [F]in
REPEAT CHORUS
[C]Oh the [Bb]day [Dm]that [F]Clan[Bb]cy dr[C]owned
12/14/05
INTRO: B A E B A
In the [E]town of Old Milwaukee, back in [A]198[E]2
He celebrated 40 years of [F#7]makin' that famous [B]brew
The [E]master of the taster's art, Milw[A]aukee's number [E]one
And he could fa[A]irly feel the [E]flavor as it sw[B]ished across his [E]tongue
Over time and weekends, Old Clancy never shirked
They said it was amazin' how much Clancy loved his work
But one scorchin' afternoon as he made his final round
He fell into the sixty-thousand gallon vat and drowned
CHORUS:
[B]Oh the [A]day [C#m]that [E]Clan[A]cy dr[B]owned
He [E]could've called for help but Lord [F#7]he never made a [B]sound
We a[E]ll tried to rescue him but we [A]didn't have no [E]luck
'Cause he [A]dived to the b[E]ottom and we c[B]ouldn't pull him [E]up
(KEY CHANGE)
[F]It was a solemn occasion as his [Bb]buddies gathered 'r[F]ound
They had to make arrangements for to [G7]put him in the [C]ground
When they [F]took the dear departed over [Bb]to the funeral p[F]lace
[Bb]Took 'em half an [F]hour to get that [C]big smile off his f[F]ace
Brother Daniels preached the funeral and he had some words to say
'Bout the life of brother Clancy, ah yes and how he passed away
"Could it not have been avoided," said he, "that he met this tragic end"
"Well preacher he got out 3 times to go the bathroom but he always jumped back in!"
CHORUS:
[C]Oh the [Bb]day [Dm]that [F]Cla[Bb]ncy d[C]rowned
He was [F]blowin' pearly bubbles and [G7]swimmin' all a[C]round
A-[F]gurglin' and a-gigglin' and a-[Bb]wearin' that silly [F]grin
Ah but he [Bb]fought us like a [F]flounder when we [C]tried to haul him [F]in
REPEAT CHORUS
[C]Oh the [Bb]day [Dm]that [F]Clan[Bb]cy dr[C]owned
