Ye Banished Privateers - They Are Marching Down on High Street, аккорды

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Down in Old Wapping docks, near the banks and the rocks
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Where the gibbets use to sing across the Thames
Em
                          
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Every now and every then with a silver oar with them
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Em
The Marshals come to visit our block

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Em
                               
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If you cannot pay your rent, off to prison you'll be sent
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Em
Where the gaolers entertain you in the stone hall
Em
                                        
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Like the tattooed one armed creature, they call the Newgate Preacher
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Em
For his tales of liberty he must repent

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Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
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Em
              
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A
 procession is coming down on High Street
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And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
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Bm
               
Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks

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Em
                               
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But for my own felony, there will be no clemency
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As a gentleman of fortune I did serve
Em
                               
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Now I’m rolling out of jail, and my final quart of ale
      
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Has been paid for by the Marshall Deputy

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D
Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
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Em
              
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A
 procession is coming down on High Street
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D
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
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Bm
               
Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks

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Em
                               
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For this morbid dalliance, In hope to catch a glance
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Em
My audience has come to see my dance
Em
                                      
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Like the withered William Kidd, who I'll now be hanging with
   
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Em
As the cart towards the docks has well advanced

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Em
                                  
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I can see my house from here. See, I grew up over there
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And I'm still a whipping boy, to this I swear
   
Em
                               
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As the chaplain reads his prayers, I climb the wooden stairs
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Em
And my true love stands there staring at the snare

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D
Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
C
              
Em
              
G
    
D
A
 procession is coming down on High Street
G
                             
D
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
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Bm
               
Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks

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Oh close your eyes walk away now my love
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Don’t be here when the tide leaves in the morning
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And I'll see you at the heavenly gates
      
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Bm
          
Em
Where my face will be as handsome as today

[Припев]:
  
G
                             
D
Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
C
              
Em
              
G
    
D
A
 procession is coming down on High Street
G
                             
D
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
C
                  
Bm
               
Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks