Chords for Iris & Rose ~ "The Bantam Cock" ~ Bawdy comedy song at the 2012 Florida Renaissance Festival
Tempo:
107.15 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
G
C
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
So we're about [C] to share one of the songs off of this [Bb] new album and we want to
[G] remind you that when we say the word [G] cock we're talking about a [Eb] chicken.
It just happens to be [N] a very horny chicken.
It was a grand upstanding phantom cock, so brisk and stiff and spry.
With a springy stuff and a jaunty plume and a purposeful look in his eye.
In his little black blinking eye he had,
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, eye.
Dipped into the coop and introduced him to my seventeen wide-eyed hens.
He tuffed and he tuffed as a hero,
tuff said he vowed from the waist to them all and then.
He upped and he tuffed them all again he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He jumped my giggling guinea fowl and forced his attentions upon
my twenty hysterical turkeys and a visiting migrant swan.
But the phantom tharned it on he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He ravaged my fantail pigeons and my lily white columbines.
And as the budgerigar he jumped my parrot from behind.
She was sitting on his shoulder at the time.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
And all of a sudden with a gasp and a gulp he clapped his wings to his head.
They all clapped their nose in the air.
My phantom cock lay dead.
Aw.
All two circled over and they did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
What a champion brute, what a noble cock, what a way to live and to die.
I was digging in the grave to save his bones from the hungry buzzards in the sky.
When the bantam opened up a sly little eye.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He gave me a wink and a terrible grin the way that rapists do.
He said, you see them big daft buggers up there.
They'll be [Eb] down in a minute or two.
They'll be down in [N] a minute or two.
Bok, bok, da.
Woo hoo.
To the birds.
Here's to [Eb] the stork that brings all of the good children.
[N] And here's to the blackbird that brings all of the naughty children.
And here's to the swallow that brings no children.
We have truly found our people.
We truly have.
[G] remind you that when we say the word [G] cock we're talking about a [Eb] chicken.
It just happens to be [N] a very horny chicken.
It was a grand upstanding phantom cock, so brisk and stiff and spry.
With a springy stuff and a jaunty plume and a purposeful look in his eye.
In his little black blinking eye he had,
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, eye.
Dipped into the coop and introduced him to my seventeen wide-eyed hens.
He tuffed and he tuffed as a hero,
tuff said he vowed from the waist to them all and then.
He upped and he tuffed them all again he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He jumped my giggling guinea fowl and forced his attentions upon
my twenty hysterical turkeys and a visiting migrant swan.
But the phantom tharned it on he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He ravaged my fantail pigeons and my lily white columbines.
And as the budgerigar he jumped my parrot from behind.
She was sitting on his shoulder at the time.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
And all of a sudden with a gasp and a gulp he clapped his wings to his head.
They all clapped their nose in the air.
My phantom cock lay dead.
Aw.
All two circled over and they did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
What a champion brute, what a noble cock, what a way to live and to die.
I was digging in the grave to save his bones from the hungry buzzards in the sky.
When the bantam opened up a sly little eye.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He gave me a wink and a terrible grin the way that rapists do.
He said, you see them big daft buggers up there.
They'll be [Eb] down in a minute or two.
They'll be down in [N] a minute or two.
Bok, bok, da.
Woo hoo.
To the birds.
Here's to [Eb] the stork that brings all of the good children.
[N] And here's to the blackbird that brings all of the naughty children.
And here's to the swallow that brings no children.
We have truly found our people.
We truly have.
Key:
Eb
G
C
Bb
Eb
G
C
Bb
_ So we're about [C] to share one of the songs off of this [Bb] new album and we want to
[G] remind you that when we say the word [G] cock we're talking about a [Eb] chicken. _ _ _
It just happens to be [N] a very horny chicken. _
_ _ It was a grand upstanding _ phantom cock, _ so brisk and stiff and spry.
_ With a springy stuff and a jaunty plume and a purposeful look in his eye.
In his little black blinking eye he had,
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, eye.
Dipped into the coop and introduced him to my seventeen wide-eyed hens.
He tuffed and he tuffed as a hero,
tuff said he vowed from the waist to them all and then.
He upped and he tuffed them all again he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He jumped my giggling guinea fowl and forced his attentions upon
my twenty hysterical turkeys and a visiting migrant _ swan.
But the phantom tharned it on he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He ravaged my fantail pigeons and my lily white _ columbines.
And as the budgerigar he jumped my parrot from behind. _ _
She was sitting on his shoulder at the time.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
And all of a sudden with a gasp and a gulp he clapped his wings to his head.
They all clapped their nose in the air.
My phantom cock lay dead.
_ _ Aw. _ _ _ _
All two circled over and they did.
_ Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
What a champion brute, what a noble cock, what a way to live and to die.
I was digging in the grave to save his bones from the hungry buzzards in the sky.
_ _ When the bantam opened up a sly little eye. _ _ _
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He gave me a wink and a terrible grin the way that rapists do. _
_ He said, you see them big daft buggers up there.
_ _ They'll be [Eb] down in a minute or two. _ _ _
They'll be down in [N] a minute or two.
Bok, bok, da.
Woo hoo. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ To the birds.
_ Here's to [Eb] the stork that brings all of the good children.
[N] And here's to the blackbird that brings all of the naughty children. _
And here's to the swallow that brings no children. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We have truly found our people.
We truly have. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] remind you that when we say the word [G] cock we're talking about a [Eb] chicken. _ _ _
It just happens to be [N] a very horny chicken. _
_ _ It was a grand upstanding _ phantom cock, _ so brisk and stiff and spry.
_ With a springy stuff and a jaunty plume and a purposeful look in his eye.
In his little black blinking eye he had,
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, eye.
Dipped into the coop and introduced him to my seventeen wide-eyed hens.
He tuffed and he tuffed as a hero,
tuff said he vowed from the waist to them all and then.
He upped and he tuffed them all again he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He jumped my giggling guinea fowl and forced his attentions upon
my twenty hysterical turkeys and a visiting migrant _ swan.
But the phantom tharned it on he did.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He ravaged my fantail pigeons and my lily white _ columbines.
And as the budgerigar he jumped my parrot from behind. _ _
She was sitting on his shoulder at the time.
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
And all of a sudden with a gasp and a gulp he clapped his wings to his head.
They all clapped their nose in the air.
My phantom cock lay dead.
_ _ Aw. _ _ _ _
All two circled over and they did.
_ Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
What a champion brute, what a noble cock, what a way to live and to die.
I was digging in the grave to save his bones from the hungry buzzards in the sky.
_ _ When the bantam opened up a sly little eye. _ _ _
Bok, bok, ba, da, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok, bok.
He gave me a wink and a terrible grin the way that rapists do. _
_ He said, you see them big daft buggers up there.
_ _ They'll be [Eb] down in a minute or two. _ _ _
They'll be down in [N] a minute or two.
Bok, bok, da.
Woo hoo. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ To the birds.
_ Here's to [Eb] the stork that brings all of the good children.
[N] And here's to the blackbird that brings all of the naughty children. _
And here's to the swallow that brings no children. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We have truly found our people.
We truly have. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _