Chords for MARIANNE FAITHFULL - Pirate Jenny
Tempo:
80.05 bpm
Chords used:
F#
G
Bm
D#m
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] You lads see me dunk the glasses, wash the floors, make the beds, I'm the [A] best of us.
You can kindly throw me pennies and I'll thank you very [D#m] much.
You see me ragged and tattered in this dirty shit [G#m] hotel, you don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell [G#] who's [A#] talking.
[F#] Still one [D] fine day there will be Ross from [F#] the harbour and you'll ask what [Bm] is all that screeching [G] for?
And you'll see me smiling as [G#m] I dunk the [G] glasses and you'll say what's [B] she got to smile at for?
And the [Bm] ship, eight [F#] sails shining, [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, [Dm] [C#] waits there [B] at the [F#]
quay.
[Cm]
You say work on, wipe the glasses my girl and you slip me [F] a dirty sixpence.
Your pennies will be taken and your beds [G#] will be made, I doubt [D#m] you forty winks will come anybody's [G#m] way.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
[A#] [F#] Still one fine day there [Bm] will be a loud bang from the [F#] harbour and you'll ask Jesus [Bm] Christ what was that bang?
[G] And you'll see me [C#m] standing right behind the [G] window and you'll say why's [B] she got the evil eye?
[Bm] And the ship, eight [F#] sails shining, fifty [Em]-five cannons wide, sir, [D] will [C#] be aimed at [B] [F#] this town.
[Cm] So then lads, time for tears, no more laughs, the bath and the walls will be [A] at your ankles.
And look out lads, the town will be [G] flat as the [D#m] ground, this dirty shit hotel will be spared, [G#m] wreck and ruin.
And you'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
You'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
[F#]
There'll be [Bm] rows of people running round the hotel [F#] and you'll ask why should they have [Bm] spared this wobble?
[G] And you'll see me in the [D#m] morning leaving lightly [G] and you'll say [B] that one, her, [G] she, lived there.
[Gm] [Bm] The same ship, eight sails [F#] shining, [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, [A#] flies [Bm] crossbows [F#] and skull.
[Cm]
In the midday sun a hundred men will step ashore, all tramping where your [C#] shadows crawled.
They'll lay their hands on men hiding shit scared [Dm] behind [D#m] doors, lead them in chains here before this silent woman.
[G#m] And they'll say well, which ones shall we kill?
They'll say which ones shall we kill?
[D#m] Come the [C#] dot of [D#m] twelve it [Bm] will be still in the harbour [C#] [D#m] when they ask me well, who's [Bm] going to die?
[C#] And [G] you'll hear [D] me [G] whispering [A] oh so [G] sweetly, all of them.
And as the soft heads fall [Dm] I'll say [G]
[B] hopla, [Bm] that same ship, eight [F#] sails shining, [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, [G] disappears [C#]
[B] [F#] with me.
You can kindly throw me pennies and I'll thank you very [D#m] much.
You see me ragged and tattered in this dirty shit [G#m] hotel, you don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell [G#] who's [A#] talking.
[F#] Still one [D] fine day there will be Ross from [F#] the harbour and you'll ask what [Bm] is all that screeching [G] for?
And you'll see me smiling as [G#m] I dunk the [G] glasses and you'll say what's [B] she got to smile at for?
And the [Bm] ship, eight [F#] sails shining, [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, [Dm] [C#] waits there [B] at the [F#]
quay.
[Cm]
You say work on, wipe the glasses my girl and you slip me [F] a dirty sixpence.
Your pennies will be taken and your beds [G#] will be made, I doubt [D#m] you forty winks will come anybody's [G#m] way.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
[A#] [F#] Still one fine day there [Bm] will be a loud bang from the [F#] harbour and you'll ask Jesus [Bm] Christ what was that bang?
[G] And you'll see me [C#m] standing right behind the [G] window and you'll say why's [B] she got the evil eye?
[Bm] And the ship, eight [F#] sails shining, fifty [Em]-five cannons wide, sir, [D] will [C#] be aimed at [B] [F#] this town.
[Cm] So then lads, time for tears, no more laughs, the bath and the walls will be [A] at your ankles.
And look out lads, the town will be [G] flat as the [D#m] ground, this dirty shit hotel will be spared, [G#m] wreck and ruin.
And you'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
You'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
[F#]
There'll be [Bm] rows of people running round the hotel [F#] and you'll ask why should they have [Bm] spared this wobble?
[G] And you'll see me in the [D#m] morning leaving lightly [G] and you'll say [B] that one, her, [G] she, lived there.
[Gm] [Bm] The same ship, eight sails [F#] shining, [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, [A#] flies [Bm] crossbows [F#] and skull.
[Cm]
In the midday sun a hundred men will step ashore, all tramping where your [C#] shadows crawled.
They'll lay their hands on men hiding shit scared [Dm] behind [D#m] doors, lead them in chains here before this silent woman.
[G#m] And they'll say well, which ones shall we kill?
They'll say which ones shall we kill?
[D#m] Come the [C#] dot of [D#m] twelve it [Bm] will be still in the harbour [C#] [D#m] when they ask me well, who's [Bm] going to die?
[C#] And [G] you'll hear [D] me [G] whispering [A] oh so [G] sweetly, all of them.
And as the soft heads fall [Dm] I'll say [G]
[B] hopla, [Bm] that same ship, eight [F#] sails shining, [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, [G] disappears [C#]
[B] [F#] with me.
Key:
F#
G
Bm
D#m
B
F#
G
Bm
[Cm] _ _ _ You lads see me dunk the glasses, wash the floors, make the beds, I'm the [A] best of us.
You can kindly throw me pennies and I'll thank you very [D#m] much.
You see me ragged and tattered in this dirty shit [G#m] hotel, you don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell [G#] who's [A#] talking.
[F#] Still one [D] fine day there will be Ross from [F#] the harbour and you'll ask what [Bm] is all that screeching [G] for?
And you'll see me smiling as [G#m] I dunk the [G] glasses and you'll say what's [B] she got to smile at for? _
And the [Bm] ship, _ eight [F#] sails shining, _ _ [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, _ [Dm] [C#] waits there [B] at the [F#]
quay.
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
You say work on, wipe the glasses my girl and you slip me [F] a dirty sixpence.
Your pennies will be taken and your beds [G#] will be made, I doubt [D#m] you forty winks will come anybody's [G#m] way.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
[A#] [F#] Still one fine day there [Bm] will be a loud bang from the [F#] harbour and you'll ask Jesus [Bm] Christ what was that bang?
[G] And you'll see me [C#m] standing right behind the [G] window and you'll say why's [B] she got the evil eye?
_ [Bm] And the ship, _ eight [F#] sails shining, _ fifty [Em]-five cannons wide, sir, [D] will [C#] be aimed at [B] [F#] this town. _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ So then lads, time for tears, no more laughs, the bath and the walls will be [A] at your ankles.
And look out lads, the town will be [G] flat as the [D#m] ground, this dirty shit hotel will be spared, [G#m] wreck and ruin.
And you'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
You'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
[F#]
There'll be [Bm] rows of people running round the hotel [F#] and you'll ask why should they have [Bm] spared this wobble?
[G] And you'll see me in the [D#m] morning leaving lightly [G] and you'll say [B] that one, her, [G] she, lived there.
[Gm] _ _ [Bm] The same ship, eight sails [F#] _ shining, _ [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, _ [A#] flies [Bm] crossbows [F#] and skull. _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
In the midday sun a hundred men will step ashore, all tramping where your [C#] shadows crawled.
They'll lay their hands on men hiding shit scared [Dm] behind [D#m] doors, lead them in chains here before this silent woman.
[G#m] And they'll say well, which ones shall we kill?
They'll say which ones shall we kill?
_ [D#m] Come the [C#] dot of [D#m] twelve it [Bm] will be still in the harbour [C#] [D#m] when they ask me well, who's [Bm] going to die?
[C#] And [G] you'll hear [D] me [G] whispering [A] oh so [G] sweetly, _ all of _ them.
And as the soft heads fall [Dm] I'll say [G] _
[B] hopla, _ _ [Bm] _ that same _ ship, _ eight [F#] sails shining, _ _ [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, _ [G] disappears [C#] _ _
[B] _ [F#] with me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You can kindly throw me pennies and I'll thank you very [D#m] much.
You see me ragged and tattered in this dirty shit [G#m] hotel, you don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell [G#] who's [A#] talking.
[F#] Still one [D] fine day there will be Ross from [F#] the harbour and you'll ask what [Bm] is all that screeching [G] for?
And you'll see me smiling as [G#m] I dunk the [G] glasses and you'll say what's [B] she got to smile at for? _
And the [Bm] ship, _ eight [F#] sails shining, _ _ [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, _ [Dm] [C#] waits there [B] at the [F#]
quay.
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
You say work on, wipe the glasses my girl and you slip me [F] a dirty sixpence.
Your pennies will be taken and your beds [G#] will be made, I doubt [D#m] you forty winks will come anybody's [G#m] way.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in hell who's talking.
[A#] [F#] Still one fine day there [Bm] will be a loud bang from the [F#] harbour and you'll ask Jesus [Bm] Christ what was that bang?
[G] And you'll see me [C#m] standing right behind the [G] window and you'll say why's [B] she got the evil eye?
_ [Bm] And the ship, _ eight [F#] sails shining, _ fifty [Em]-five cannons wide, sir, [D] will [C#] be aimed at [B] [F#] this town. _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ So then lads, time for tears, no more laughs, the bath and the walls will be [A] at your ankles.
And look out lads, the town will be [G] flat as the [D#m] ground, this dirty shit hotel will be spared, [G#m] wreck and ruin.
And you'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
You'll say who's the fancy bitch lives there?
[F#]
There'll be [Bm] rows of people running round the hotel [F#] and you'll ask why should they have [Bm] spared this wobble?
[G] And you'll see me in the [D#m] morning leaving lightly [G] and you'll say [B] that one, her, [G] she, lived there.
[Gm] _ _ [Bm] The same ship, eight sails [F#] _ shining, _ [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, _ [A#] flies [Bm] crossbows [F#] and skull. _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
In the midday sun a hundred men will step ashore, all tramping where your [C#] shadows crawled.
They'll lay their hands on men hiding shit scared [Dm] behind [D#m] doors, lead them in chains here before this silent woman.
[G#m] And they'll say well, which ones shall we kill?
They'll say which ones shall we kill?
_ [D#m] Come the [C#] dot of [D#m] twelve it [Bm] will be still in the harbour [C#] [D#m] when they ask me well, who's [Bm] going to die?
[C#] And [G] you'll hear [D] me [G] whispering [A] oh so [G] sweetly, _ all of _ them.
And as the soft heads fall [Dm] I'll say [G] _
[B] hopla, _ _ [Bm] _ that same _ ship, _ eight [F#] sails shining, _ _ [Em] fifty-five cannons wide, sir, _ [G] disappears [C#] _ _
[B] _ [F#] with me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _