The Ballad Of John Williams Chords by Johnny Mcevoy
Tempo:
109.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Gm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [F] [Gm]
[Cm] [F]
[C] [Gm]
[Cm] [F]
[C]
One last I saw John Williams, [F] a young [C] man full of [G] pride, [C] to have his bride.
Of just [F] four days [C] he stands [G] shyly by [C] his side.
He laughed and slapped me on the back, [F] said,
Boy, oh, [C] can't [G] you see [C] I've seen the last of windswept [F] bogs [C] and bogs [G] the last [C] of me.
And the [F] peelers and [C] the landlords and [F] the [C] risings of [G] the moon, [C] and if ever I return
[F] again,
[C] it'll be [G] too bloody [C] soon.
[G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar [C] man, wife, [G] sailed away [Dm] into [C] the night.
Where they'll end [F] up, no [C] one knows, round and round [G] the story [C] goes.
[Gm] [Cm]
[F] He [C] said, my friend, I'll take my chance [F] in far [C]-off New York [G] town.
[C] They say there's lots of work there [F] [C] and a good man [G] won't [C] stay down.
For with my lassie by my side [F] we'll build [C] a better [G] home.
[C] And when the sea trips over, [F] lads, [C] we never [G] more [C] will roam.
So we said [F] farewell [C] upon the quay.
[F] There was nothing [C] left [G] to do [C] but to pray for John,
his lovely [F] bride, [C] that their dreams [G] may all [C] come true.
Oh, I envied you, John Williams, and [F] your lovely [C] fair [G]-haired bride,
[C] to be sailing on that mighty [F] ship [C] across [G] the ocean [C] wide.
For she's the finest liner that [F] was ever [C] built by [G] man.
And [C] they say there's naught can sink her, [F] [C] not even [G] God's own [C] hand.
Man's pride can [F] be [C] his own downfall, [F] that great [C] ship's sail [G] from home.
But [C] I thought I heard the band [F] she's crying, [C] that chilled [G] me to [C] the bone.
[G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar man, [C] wife, [G] sailed away [F] into the [C] night.
Where did they end up?
[F] No one [C] knows.
Round and round [G] the story [C] goes, round and round [G] I spurn.
[C] [N]
[Cm] [F]
[C] [Gm]
[Cm] [F]
[C]
One last I saw John Williams, [F] a young [C] man full of [G] pride, [C] to have his bride.
Of just [F] four days [C] he stands [G] shyly by [C] his side.
He laughed and slapped me on the back, [F] said,
Boy, oh, [C] can't [G] you see [C] I've seen the last of windswept [F] bogs [C] and bogs [G] the last [C] of me.
And the [F] peelers and [C] the landlords and [F] the [C] risings of [G] the moon, [C] and if ever I return
[F] again,
[C] it'll be [G] too bloody [C] soon.
[G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar [C] man, wife, [G] sailed away [Dm] into [C] the night.
Where they'll end [F] up, no [C] one knows, round and round [G] the story [C] goes.
[Gm] [Cm]
[F] He [C] said, my friend, I'll take my chance [F] in far [C]-off New York [G] town.
[C] They say there's lots of work there [F] [C] and a good man [G] won't [C] stay down.
For with my lassie by my side [F] we'll build [C] a better [G] home.
[C] And when the sea trips over, [F] lads, [C] we never [G] more [C] will roam.
So we said [F] farewell [C] upon the quay.
[F] There was nothing [C] left [G] to do [C] but to pray for John,
his lovely [F] bride, [C] that their dreams [G] may all [C] come true.
Oh, I envied you, John Williams, and [F] your lovely [C] fair [G]-haired bride,
[C] to be sailing on that mighty [F] ship [C] across [G] the ocean [C] wide.
For she's the finest liner that [F] was ever [C] built by [G] man.
And [C] they say there's naught can sink her, [F] [C] not even [G] God's own [C] hand.
Man's pride can [F] be [C] his own downfall, [F] that great [C] ship's sail [G] from home.
But [C] I thought I heard the band [F] she's crying, [C] that chilled [G] me to [C] the bone.
[G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar man, [C] wife, [G] sailed away [F] into the [C] night.
Where did they end up?
[F] No one [C] knows.
Round and round [G] the story [C] goes, round and round [G] I spurn.
[C] [N]
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_ One last I saw John Williams, _ [F] a young [C] man full of [G] pride, _ [C] to have his bride.
Of just [F] four days [C] he stands [G] shyly by [C] his side.
_ He laughed and slapped me on the back, [F] said,
Boy, oh, [C] can't [G] you see _ [C] I've seen the last of windswept [F] bogs [C] and bogs [G] the last [C] of me.
_ And the [F] peelers and [C] the landlords and [F] the [C] risings of [G] the moon, _ [C] and if ever I return _
[F] again, _ _ _ _ _
[C] it'll be [G] too bloody [C] soon. _
[G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar [C] man, wife, [G] sailed away [Dm] into [C] the night. _
Where they'll end [F] up, no [C] one knows, round and round [G] the story [C] goes.
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ He [C] said, my friend, I'll take my chance [F] in far [C]-off New York [G] town.
_ _ [C] They say there's lots of work there [F] _ [C] and a good man [G] won't [C] stay down.
_ For with my lassie by my side [F] we'll build [C] a better _ [G] home.
_ [C] And when the sea trips over, [F] lads, [C] we never [G] more [C] will roam.
_ So we said [F] farewell [C] upon the quay.
[F] There was nothing [C] left [G] to do _ [C] but to pray for John,
his lovely [F] bride, _ _ _ _ _ [C] that their dreams [G] may all [C] come true.
Oh, I envied you, John Williams, and [F] your lovely [C] fair [G]-haired bride,
_ [C] to be sailing on that mighty [F] ship [C] across [G] the ocean [C] wide.
_ For she's the finest liner _ that [F] was ever [C] built by [G] man.
And [C] they say there's naught can sink her, [F] _ [C] not even [G] God's own [C] hand.
_ _ Man's pride can [F] be [C] his own downfall, [F] that great [C] ship's sail [G] from home.
But [C] I thought I heard the band [F] she's crying, _ _ _ _ _ [C] that chilled [G] me to [C] the bone. _
_ [G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar man, [C] wife, _ [G] sailed away [F] into the [C] night.
_ Where did they end up?
[F] No one [C] knows.
Round and round [G] the story [C] _ goes, round and round [G] I spurn.
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ One last I saw John Williams, _ [F] a young [C] man full of [G] pride, _ [C] to have his bride.
Of just [F] four days [C] he stands [G] shyly by [C] his side.
_ He laughed and slapped me on the back, [F] said,
Boy, oh, [C] can't [G] you see _ [C] I've seen the last of windswept [F] bogs [C] and bogs [G] the last [C] of me.
_ And the [F] peelers and [C] the landlords and [F] the [C] risings of [G] the moon, _ [C] and if ever I return _
[F] again, _ _ _ _ _
[C] it'll be [G] too bloody [C] soon. _
[G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar [C] man, wife, [G] sailed away [Dm] into [C] the night. _
Where they'll end [F] up, no [C] one knows, round and round [G] the story [C] goes.
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ He [C] said, my friend, I'll take my chance [F] in far [C]-off New York [G] town.
_ _ [C] They say there's lots of work there [F] _ [C] and a good man [G] won't [C] stay down.
_ For with my lassie by my side [F] we'll build [C] a better _ [G] home.
_ [C] And when the sea trips over, [F] lads, [C] we never [G] more [C] will roam.
_ So we said [F] farewell [C] upon the quay.
[F] There was nothing [C] left [G] to do _ [C] but to pray for John,
his lovely [F] bride, _ _ _ _ _ [C] that their dreams [G] may all [C] come true.
Oh, I envied you, John Williams, and [F] your lovely [C] fair [G]-haired bride,
_ [C] to be sailing on that mighty [F] ship [C] across [G] the ocean [C] wide.
_ For she's the finest liner _ that [F] was ever [C] built by [G] man.
And [C] they say there's naught can sink her, [F] _ [C] not even [G] God's own [C] hand.
_ _ Man's pride can [F] be [C] his own downfall, [F] that great [C] ship's sail [G] from home.
But [C] I thought I heard the band [F] she's crying, _ _ _ _ _ [C] that chilled [G] me to [C] the bone. _
_ [G] Rich man, poor man, [F] beggar man, [C] wife, _ [G] sailed away [F] into the [C] night.
_ Where did they end up?
[F] No one [C] knows.
Round and round [G] the story [C] _ goes, round and round [G] I spurn.
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