Slip Jigs And Reels Chords by Fairport Convention

Tempo:
60.975 bpm
Chords used:

D

G

A

Bm

Em

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [G] [D] [Bm] [D]
He was barely a man in his grandfather's coat, Sewn into the line [D] in a ten-shilling moot.
Goodbye to the family, farewell to the shore, Delight, taste, good fortune, you'll see me know.
Now the boat on the ocean tossed like a cork, Then one fine morning [D] they sighted New York.
He stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air, A lull and a plenty, I've come for [G] my [D] share.
And he did like the ladies, their eyes and the foal, Of their [A] ankles and dresses [D] down on the dance floor,
And pulling the dice and spinning [G] the [A] [G] wheel, [D] But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels.
[G] [D] There's talk of a pistol, and some say a knife, But all are agreed [D] there was somebody's wife.
Dreadful commotion, a terrible fight, He left a man dead and ran into the night.
On a train to St.
Louis, just one jump ahead, He slept one eye open, a six-gun in bed.
He dreamt of the mountains and green [D] fields of home, While crossing the plain where the buffalo roam.
And he did like the ladies, their eyes [D] and the foal, [A] Of their ankles and dresses [D] down on the dance floor,
[A] And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [Bm] the wheel, [Em] [D] But he took most delight in the slipjigs and [D] reels.
A bad reputation's a hard [D] thing to bear, Mother's [G] poor spawn, [A] from children [D] they stare,
So he found [D] consolation in flash [D] company, Your life ain't so bad with a girl on each knee.
Well, they called him the Kid, and by [D] twenty-one, All [A] that he knew [D] was the power of the gun,
And by twenty-three he'd shot [D] five men down, Forgotten his way as he rambled around.
And he did [A] like the ladies, [D] their eyes and the foal, Of their ankles [A] and dresses [D] down on the dance floor,
[A] And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [D] the wheel, [Em] [D] But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels.
[D]
[D]
There's bones on the desert and buzzards that fly, In the highest of circles, just wishing he'd die,
But in matters of cruelty, it must be said, A landlord will pick your bones before you're dead.
It was while Bescalero's I heard someone say, [A] In the deadliest ambush [D] near old Santa Fe,
And the young buck was taken dressed in a coat, And inside the line in a ten-shell [D] mace.
[D]
And he did like the ladies, their eyes and the foal, Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor,
And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [D] the [G] wheel, [D] But he took most delight in the slipjigs and [D] reels.
[D] And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [Bm] the [G] [D] wheel, But he took most delight in
Key:  
D
1321
G
2131
A
1231
Bm
13421112
Em
121
D
1321
G
2131
A
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To learn Fairport Convention - Slip Jigs And Reels chords, these are the chords to practise in sequence: D, A, D, D, G and D. Kick off your practice at a gentle 30 BPM, then escalate to the song's tempo of 61 BPM. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of D Major.

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[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ [Bm] _ [D]
He was barely a man in his grandfather's coat, Sewn into the line [D] in a ten-shilling moot.
Goodbye to the family, farewell to the shore, Delight, taste, good fortune, you'll see me know.
_ _ Now the boat on the ocean tossed like a cork, Then one fine morning [D] they sighted New York.
He stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air, A lull and a plenty, I've come for [G] my [D] share.
_ And he did like the ladies, their eyes and the foal, Of their [A] ankles and dresses [D] down on the dance floor,
And pulling the dice and spinning [G] the [A] [G] wheel, [D] But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels.
[G] _ [D] There's talk of a pistol, and some say a knife, But all are agreed [D] there was somebody's wife.
Dreadful commotion, a terrible fight, He left a man dead and ran into the night.
On a train to St.
Louis, just one jump ahead, He slept one eye open, a six-gun in bed.
He dreamt of the mountains and green [D] fields of home, While crossing the plain where the buffalo roam.
_ And he did like the ladies, their eyes [D] and the foal, [A] Of their ankles and dresses [D] down on the dance floor,
[A] And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [Bm] the wheel, [Em] _ [D] But he took most delight in the slipjigs and [D] reels. _
_ A bad reputation's a hard [D] thing to bear, Mother's [G] poor spawn, [A] from children [D] they stare,
So he found [D] consolation in flash [D] company, Your life ain't so bad with a girl on each knee.
_ _ Well, they called him the Kid, and by [D] twenty-one, All [A] that he knew [D] was the power of the gun,
And by twenty-three he'd shot [D] five men down, Forgotten his way as he rambled around. _ _
And he did [A] like the ladies, [D] their eyes and the foal, Of their ankles [A] and dresses [D] down on the dance floor,
[A] And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [D] the wheel, [Em] _ [D] But he took most delight in the slipjigs and reels. _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ There's bones on the desert and buzzards that fly, In the highest of circles, just wishing he'd die,
But in matters of cruelty, it must be said, A landlord will pick your bones before you're dead.
_ _ It was while Bescalero's I heard someone say, [A] In the deadliest ambush [D] near old Santa Fe,
And the young buck was taken dressed in a coat, And inside the line in a ten-shell [D] mace.
_ [D] _
And he did like the ladies, their eyes and the foal, Of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor,
And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [D] the [G] wheel, [D] _ But he took most delight in the slipjigs and [D] reels.
[D] _ _ And rolling the dice [G] and spinning [Bm] the [G] _ [D] wheel, But he took most delight in

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This song finds its place within the Jewel In The Crown album.

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