Chords for Hot Asphalt

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Good evening all me jolly lads, [G] I'm glad to find [E] you well.
[Em] Well if you gather all round me now, [G] a story I [D] will tell.
[B] For I've got a situation, [G] and begore [D] and begore.
[Em] Well I can whisper I've a weekly wage of [D] [Em] 19 par.
[G] It's twelve months of October since I left me native home.
[Em] I've been a killer, need boys [D] covering the harvest down.
Well now I wear a genzy, [G] around me weighs the belt.
I'm gonna get up for a rope, the squab that makes [D] the hot [Em] bash felt.
_ _ Well [G] we laid in ten hollows, and we laid in ten hollows.
[E] And if a thousand lasts forever, sure [D] I'll wear a late May hat.
Well [B] I'd wander up and down [G] the mine, but sure I've [D] never felt.
[E] Well me surface that was able [Em] to the hot bash felt. _ _ _ _
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The other night a copper [G] comes and he says to me, Maguire.
[Em] Would you kindly let me light me [G] pipe down at your [D] boiler fire.
[Em] Well he bangs himself straight down in [G] front when the hobnails [D] are up till late.
[Em] He says I'm a decent man, you'd better go and mind your mate.
[G] He yaps and yells and down on you, I'm up to all your parents.
[B] Don't I know you for the traitor from [D] the Tipperary ranks.
[Em] My eye hits straight from the shoulder, and again [D] I'm such a belt.
[Em] That I knocked him into the boiler full of hot hash felt.
_ _ [G] Well we laid in ten hollows, and we laid in ten hollows.
[E] And if a thousand lasts forever, sure I'll [D] wear a late May hat.
[Em] Well I'd wander up and down the [G] mine, but sure [D] I've never felt.
[E] And me surface that was able [G] to the hot bash [Em] felt. _ _ _ _
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We quickly pulled him out [G] again, and threw him in the tub.
[Em] And with soap and warm water we [G] began to rub and scrub.
[E] Well the devil [Em] that ink it [G] hardened, it turned him hard [D] as stone.
And [Em] with every other [G] rupture you could hear the copper groan.
I'm thinking says O'Reilly, that he's a-lookin' like old Nick.
[Em] Oh and I'm lonely if I'm not in tight, [D] layin' with me peck.
[Em] And now says I it would be [G] easier to boil him till [D] he melts.
And [Em] a sour of nice and easy, and a hot hash felt.
_ _ [G] Well we laid in ten hollows, and we laid in ten hollows.
[E] And if a thousand lasts forever, [D] sure I'll wear a late May hat.
[Em] Well I'd wander up and down the [G] world, but sure I've [E] never felt.
And me surface that was able [G] to the hot bash felt. _ _ _ _
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You may talk about your sailor [G] dad, rock singers [D] and the rest.
[Em] Your tattooers and your tailors, [G] but we please the [D] ladies best.
[Em] Though we're the only ones who know the [G] way, there plenty [D] hot to melt.
[Em] All the lads around the boiler making the hot bash felt.
[G] Well with a rubbing and with scrubbing, sure I caught me dead that cause.
[Em] For scientific purposes [D] me body it was souled.
[Em] Well a Kelvin Grove Museum me [G] boys, I'm hanging [D] in me pelt.
[Em] As a monument to the Irish [Bm] baking hot bash felt.
[G] Well we laid in ten hollows, and we laid in ten hollows.
[Em] And if a thousand lasts forever, [D] sure I'll wear a late May hat.
[B] Well I'd wander up and down the world, [G] but sure I've [D] never felt.
And [Em] me surface that was able to the hot bash felt. _
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