They Drank And Drank And Drank Chords by Slim Dusty
Tempo:
104.45 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
F
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [G] [C] [G] [C]
It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, just me and my old bush mate.
[F]
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait.
[G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
[F] and with the smell and the [C] tang upon the [G] breeze the closer [C] in they came.
[G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, oh he thinks one jump ahead.
[F] Yeah you've got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead.
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
for [F] that crafty crow [C] would take a look [G] until the last one [C] ventured out.
[Gm]
[C] [C#] [D] Well we docked it up a tender stake and grinned from ear to ear.
[Dm]
[D] [G] A bit of this, a dash of that and a sordid other gear.
[A] Nothing cruel or fatal like, just a barrel of fun of course.
[G] Like mustard, pepper, [D] Holbrook's black [A] and a splash of [D] chilli sauce.
[Dm]
[D] Well we placed that stake out on the flat and then sat down to wait.
Oh [G] he couldn't resist, that crow came in with an eager hopping gait.
[A] He looked it over, circled round and thought this looks alright.
And [G] his head went down in [D] a vicious thrust and [A] with one [D] mighty bite.
[G] Three mouthfuls slithered down his neck and his feathers black as soot.
[C] Stood out like a porcupine and his tongue shot out of foot.
[D] Oh he gave a squawk and then a dance and headed for the tank.
[C] And there he sat [G] for about half an [D] hour and he drank and he [G] drank and he drank.
Well a hawk came down with razor beak and quickly did devour.
[C] He took off like a tiger moth about a hundred miles an hour.
[D] He scratched his neck while in full flight and came down on the bank.
[C] To land [G] beside that old black crow where they [D] drank and [G] they drank and they drank.
[C]
And now in remnants of a meal, a throwing away's day.
[F] Oh that crafty crow stands all alone about three hundred yards away.
[G] And the hawk still circles overhead and the meat crow stale and rank.
Yeah [F] they remember [C] well that winter's day [G] when they drank and they [C] drank and they drank.
[A] [C]
Yeah it was dinner camp in the scrub one day just me and my old moosh mate.
[F] Oh scavenger hawk circled overhead and those crows stood by to wait.
[G]
It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, just me and my old bush mate.
[F]
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait.
[G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
[F] and with the smell and the [C] tang upon the [G] breeze the closer [C] in they came.
[G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, oh he thinks one jump ahead.
[F] Yeah you've got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead.
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
for [F] that crafty crow [C] would take a look [G] until the last one [C] ventured out.
[Gm]
[C] [C#] [D] Well we docked it up a tender stake and grinned from ear to ear.
[Dm]
[D] [G] A bit of this, a dash of that and a sordid other gear.
[A] Nothing cruel or fatal like, just a barrel of fun of course.
[G] Like mustard, pepper, [D] Holbrook's black [A] and a splash of [D] chilli sauce.
[Dm]
[D] Well we placed that stake out on the flat and then sat down to wait.
Oh [G] he couldn't resist, that crow came in with an eager hopping gait.
[A] He looked it over, circled round and thought this looks alright.
And [G] his head went down in [D] a vicious thrust and [A] with one [D] mighty bite.
[G] Three mouthfuls slithered down his neck and his feathers black as soot.
[C] Stood out like a porcupine and his tongue shot out of foot.
[D] Oh he gave a squawk and then a dance and headed for the tank.
[C] And there he sat [G] for about half an [D] hour and he drank and he [G] drank and he drank.
Well a hawk came down with razor beak and quickly did devour.
[C] He took off like a tiger moth about a hundred miles an hour.
[D] He scratched his neck while in full flight and came down on the bank.
[C] To land [G] beside that old black crow where they [D] drank and [G] they drank and they drank.
[C]
And now in remnants of a meal, a throwing away's day.
[F] Oh that crafty crow stands all alone about three hundred yards away.
[G] And the hawk still circles overhead and the meat crow stale and rank.
Yeah [F] they remember [C] well that winter's day [G] when they drank and they [C] drank and they drank.
[A] [C]
Yeah it was dinner camp in the scrub one day just me and my old moosh mate.
[F] Oh scavenger hawk circled overhead and those crows stood by to wait.
[G]
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[F#] _ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [C] _ _
_ It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, _ just me and my old bush mate.
_ _ _ [F]
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait. _
_ [G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
_ _ [F] and with the smell and the [C] tang upon the [G] breeze the closer [C] in they came. _ _ _ _
_ [G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, _ _ oh he thinks one jump ahead.
_ _ [F] Yeah you've got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead. _
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
_ for [F] that crafty crow [C] would take a look [G] until the last one [C] ventured out.
_ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [C] _ [C#] _ [D] _ _ _ Well we docked it up a tender stake and grinned from ear to ear.
[Dm] _ _
[D] [G] A bit of this, a dash of that and a sordid other gear.
_ _ _ [A] Nothing cruel or fatal like, just a barrel of fun of course.
_ _ [G] Like mustard, pepper, [D] Holbrook's black [A] and a splash of [D] chilli sauce.
_ [Dm] _
_ [D] _ _ Well we placed that stake out on the flat and then sat down to wait.
_ Oh [G] he couldn't resist, that crow came in with an eager hopping gait. _ _
[A] He looked it over, circled round and thought this looks alright.
_ And [G] his head went down in [D] a vicious thrust and [A] with one [D] mighty bite. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ Three mouthfuls slithered down his neck and his feathers black as soot. _ _
[C] Stood out like a porcupine and his tongue shot out of foot.
_ _ [D] Oh he gave a squawk and then a dance and headed for the tank.
_ _ [C] And there he sat [G] for about half an [D] hour and he drank and he [G] drank and he drank. _ _ _
_ _ Well a hawk came down with razor beak and quickly did devour.
_ _ [C] He took off like a tiger moth about a hundred miles an hour. _ _
[D] He scratched his neck while in full flight and came down on the bank.
_ [C] To land [G] beside that old black crow where they [D] drank and [G] they drank and they drank.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And now in remnants of a meal, a throwing away's day.
_ [F] Oh that crafty crow stands all alone about three hundred yards away. _
_ [G] And the hawk still circles overhead and the meat crow stale and rank.
_ Yeah [F] they remember [C] well that winter's day [G] when they drank and they [C] drank and they drank.
_ [A] _ [C] _ _
_ Yeah it was dinner camp in the scrub one day just me and my old moosh mate.
_ _ [F] Oh scavenger hawk circled overhead and those crows stood by to wait.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ It was dinner camp in the scrub one day, _ just me and my old bush mate.
_ _ _ [F]
Scavenger hawks circled overhead, crows stood by to wait. _
_ [G] We cooked the rump and undercut by slow and steady flame,
_ _ [F] and with the smell and the [C] tang upon the [G] breeze the closer [C] in they came. _ _ _ _
_ [G] Now [C] I'm not a lover of the crafty crow, _ _ oh he thinks one jump ahead.
_ _ [F] Yeah you've got to be quick to nail this one, with gun and flying lead. _
And if [G] five men should enter a house or hut and four should wander out,
_ for [F] that crafty crow [C] would take a look [G] until the last one [C] ventured out.
_ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [C] _ [C#] _ [D] _ _ _ Well we docked it up a tender stake and grinned from ear to ear.
[Dm] _ _
[D] [G] A bit of this, a dash of that and a sordid other gear.
_ _ _ [A] Nothing cruel or fatal like, just a barrel of fun of course.
_ _ [G] Like mustard, pepper, [D] Holbrook's black [A] and a splash of [D] chilli sauce.
_ [Dm] _
_ [D] _ _ Well we placed that stake out on the flat and then sat down to wait.
_ Oh [G] he couldn't resist, that crow came in with an eager hopping gait. _ _
[A] He looked it over, circled round and thought this looks alright.
_ And [G] his head went down in [D] a vicious thrust and [A] with one [D] mighty bite. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ Three mouthfuls slithered down his neck and his feathers black as soot. _ _
[C] Stood out like a porcupine and his tongue shot out of foot.
_ _ [D] Oh he gave a squawk and then a dance and headed for the tank.
_ _ [C] And there he sat [G] for about half an [D] hour and he drank and he [G] drank and he drank. _ _ _
_ _ Well a hawk came down with razor beak and quickly did devour.
_ _ [C] He took off like a tiger moth about a hundred miles an hour. _ _
[D] He scratched his neck while in full flight and came down on the bank.
_ [C] To land [G] beside that old black crow where they [D] drank and [G] they drank and they drank.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And now in remnants of a meal, a throwing away's day.
_ [F] Oh that crafty crow stands all alone about three hundred yards away. _
_ [G] And the hawk still circles overhead and the meat crow stale and rank.
_ Yeah [F] they remember [C] well that winter's day [G] when they drank and they [C] drank and they drank.
_ [A] _ [C] _ _
_ Yeah it was dinner camp in the scrub one day just me and my old moosh mate.
_ _ [F] Oh scavenger hawk circled overhead and those crows stood by to wait.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _