Chords for Stan Coster-The loaded dog.
Tempo:
122.65 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
E
B
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [D]
Henry Lawson told a story so to him [A] it does belong,
But I wrapped a tune around it for to tell it [D] in a song.
It's a tale about three bushmen [A] prospecting for gold,
And the saga of the loaded dog, as Henry [D] Lawson told.
[G] They had heard about a reef of [D] gold out near Stony Creek,
[G] And so they sang a shant and [D] struck hard rock at [A] seven feet.
[D] They had pitched a tent and made their camp in a [A] patch of scrub,
And Dave and Jim went down the shaft while Andy [D] cooked some grub.
They drilled the rock and blasted it, progress was [A] hard and slow,
Till they persisted with the patient gold [D] prospectors though.
Dave regained he loved fishing, and Andy [A] paced it too,
But now that it was winter they were catching [D] very few.
[G] So Dave suggested they [D] blow up the big hole down the creek,
[G] And trade what fish they didn't [D] want to the butcher [A] for some beef.
[D] So Andy cooked some spuds for lunch and put some [A] filly on,
And while the chops were frying started making [D] up a bomb.
With miners' blasting powder wrapped up [A] in calico,
Then tightly rolled in sailcloth with whip cord then was [D] sewed.
A six-foot fuse inserted with the end split [A] for the light,
The bomb was dipped in tallow then to make [D] it watertight.
[G] They had a big retriever [D] pup with a permanent foolish grin,
[G] And no matter what they threw away [D] he'd fetch it back [A] again.
[D] He watched where Andy hit the bomb away [A] from everyone,
And when Dave and Jim came up for lunch the dog [D] began his fun.
He had the cartridge in his mouth as round the [A] fire he came,
The fuse began to hiss and spit when the end fell [D] in the flame.
Well the three men bolted different ways through the [A] bracken farm,
While Tommy thought it was a game and chased each [D] one in turn.
[G] Jim shinned about the sapling [D] Tommy waited underneath,
[G] A silly grin across his face [D] with a bomb between [A] his teeth.
[D] The fuse was getting shorter so Jim shrank from [A] the tree,
And bolted for the pup while Tommy chased him [D] playfully.
[E]
He charged into the bar room and quickly [B] slammed the door,
When Tommy couldn't get inside he went under [E] the floor.
A savage yellow cattle dog was waiting [B] underneath,
He wondered what that big pup had it might be [E] good to eat.
[A] The cattle dog he chased him [E] out and bit him really hard,
[A] So Tommy dropped the cartridge [E] there in the [B] hotel yard.
[E] The yellow dog stood over sniffed it [B] up and down,
And suddenly the bomb went off and rocked that little [E] town.
Some saddle horses broke their reins and galloped [B] down the street,
And pieces of that cattle dog were blown five [E] hundred feet.
Well Dave and Jim and Andy went quietly to [B] their tent,
While Tommy grinned his broadest grin pleased with the [E] day's event.
[A] What could have been disaster [E] in the public stony creek,
[A] Turned out to be a thing the [E] bush frog laughed [B] about for weeks.
[E] And travelers heard the story and the story [B] got around,
The story of a loaded dog that [E] terrorized the town.
[B]
[E] [N]
Henry Lawson told a story so to him [A] it does belong,
But I wrapped a tune around it for to tell it [D] in a song.
It's a tale about three bushmen [A] prospecting for gold,
And the saga of the loaded dog, as Henry [D] Lawson told.
[G] They had heard about a reef of [D] gold out near Stony Creek,
[G] And so they sang a shant and [D] struck hard rock at [A] seven feet.
[D] They had pitched a tent and made their camp in a [A] patch of scrub,
And Dave and Jim went down the shaft while Andy [D] cooked some grub.
They drilled the rock and blasted it, progress was [A] hard and slow,
Till they persisted with the patient gold [D] prospectors though.
Dave regained he loved fishing, and Andy [A] paced it too,
But now that it was winter they were catching [D] very few.
[G] So Dave suggested they [D] blow up the big hole down the creek,
[G] And trade what fish they didn't [D] want to the butcher [A] for some beef.
[D] So Andy cooked some spuds for lunch and put some [A] filly on,
And while the chops were frying started making [D] up a bomb.
With miners' blasting powder wrapped up [A] in calico,
Then tightly rolled in sailcloth with whip cord then was [D] sewed.
A six-foot fuse inserted with the end split [A] for the light,
The bomb was dipped in tallow then to make [D] it watertight.
[G] They had a big retriever [D] pup with a permanent foolish grin,
[G] And no matter what they threw away [D] he'd fetch it back [A] again.
[D] He watched where Andy hit the bomb away [A] from everyone,
And when Dave and Jim came up for lunch the dog [D] began his fun.
He had the cartridge in his mouth as round the [A] fire he came,
The fuse began to hiss and spit when the end fell [D] in the flame.
Well the three men bolted different ways through the [A] bracken farm,
While Tommy thought it was a game and chased each [D] one in turn.
[G] Jim shinned about the sapling [D] Tommy waited underneath,
[G] A silly grin across his face [D] with a bomb between [A] his teeth.
[D] The fuse was getting shorter so Jim shrank from [A] the tree,
And bolted for the pup while Tommy chased him [D] playfully.
[E]
He charged into the bar room and quickly [B] slammed the door,
When Tommy couldn't get inside he went under [E] the floor.
A savage yellow cattle dog was waiting [B] underneath,
He wondered what that big pup had it might be [E] good to eat.
[A] The cattle dog he chased him [E] out and bit him really hard,
[A] So Tommy dropped the cartridge [E] there in the [B] hotel yard.
[E] The yellow dog stood over sniffed it [B] up and down,
And suddenly the bomb went off and rocked that little [E] town.
Some saddle horses broke their reins and galloped [B] down the street,
And pieces of that cattle dog were blown five [E] hundred feet.
Well Dave and Jim and Andy went quietly to [B] their tent,
While Tommy grinned his broadest grin pleased with the [E] day's event.
[A] What could have been disaster [E] in the public stony creek,
[A] Turned out to be a thing the [E] bush frog laughed [B] about for weeks.
[E] And travelers heard the story and the story [B] got around,
The story of a loaded dog that [E] terrorized the town.
[B]
[E] [N]
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ Henry Lawson told a story so to him [A] it does belong,
But I wrapped a tune around it for to tell it [D] in a song.
_ It's a tale about three bushmen _ [A] prospecting for gold,
And the saga of the loaded dog, as Henry [D] Lawson told.
_ [G] They had heard about a reef of [D] gold out near Stony Creek,
[G] And so they sang a shant and [D] struck hard rock at [A] seven feet.
_ [D] They had pitched a tent and made their camp in a [A] patch of scrub,
And Dave and Jim went down the shaft while Andy [D] cooked some grub.
_ They drilled the rock and blasted it, progress was [A] hard and slow,
Till they persisted with the patient gold [D] prospectors though.
_ Dave regained he loved fishing, and Andy [A] paced it too,
But now that it was winter they were catching [D] very few.
_ [G] So Dave suggested they [D] blow up the big hole down the creek,
[G] And trade what fish they didn't [D] want to the butcher [A] for some beef.
_ [D] So Andy cooked some spuds for lunch and put some [A] filly on,
And while the chops were frying started making [D] up a bomb.
_ With miners' blasting powder wrapped up [A] in calico,
Then tightly rolled in sailcloth with whip cord then was [D] sewed.
A six-foot fuse inserted with the end split [A] for the light,
The bomb was dipped in tallow then to make [D] it watertight.
_ [G] They had a big retriever [D] pup with a permanent foolish grin,
[G] And no matter what they threw away [D] he'd fetch it back [A] again.
_ _ [D] He watched where Andy hit the bomb away [A] from everyone,
And when Dave and Jim came up for lunch the dog [D] began his fun.
_ He had the cartridge in his mouth as round the [A] fire he came,
The fuse began to hiss and spit when the end fell [D] in the flame.
_ Well the three men bolted different ways through the [A] bracken farm,
While Tommy thought it was a game and chased each [D] one in turn.
_ [G] Jim shinned about the sapling [D] Tommy waited underneath,
[G] A silly grin across his face [D] with a bomb between [A] his teeth.
_ [D] The fuse was getting shorter so Jim shrank from [A] the tree,
And bolted for the pup while Tommy chased him [D] playfully.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
He charged into the bar room and quickly [B] slammed the door,
When Tommy couldn't get inside he went under [E] the floor. _
A savage yellow cattle dog was waiting [B] underneath,
He wondered what that big pup had it might be [E] good to eat. _
[A] The cattle dog he chased him [E] out and bit him really hard,
[A] So Tommy dropped the cartridge [E] there in the [B] hotel yard. _
[E] The yellow dog stood over sniffed it [B] up and down,
And suddenly the bomb went off and rocked that little [E] town. _
Some saddle horses broke their reins and galloped [B] down the street,
And pieces of that cattle dog were blown five [E] hundred feet. _
Well Dave and Jim and Andy went quietly to [B] their tent,
While Tommy grinned his broadest grin pleased with the [E] day's event. _
[A] What could have been disaster [E] in the public stony creek,
[A] Turned out to be a thing the [E] bush frog laughed [B] about for weeks. _
[E] And travelers heard the story and the story [B] got around,
The story of a loaded dog that [E] terrorized the town. _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ Henry Lawson told a story so to him [A] it does belong,
But I wrapped a tune around it for to tell it [D] in a song.
_ It's a tale about three bushmen _ [A] prospecting for gold,
And the saga of the loaded dog, as Henry [D] Lawson told.
_ [G] They had heard about a reef of [D] gold out near Stony Creek,
[G] And so they sang a shant and [D] struck hard rock at [A] seven feet.
_ [D] They had pitched a tent and made their camp in a [A] patch of scrub,
And Dave and Jim went down the shaft while Andy [D] cooked some grub.
_ They drilled the rock and blasted it, progress was [A] hard and slow,
Till they persisted with the patient gold [D] prospectors though.
_ Dave regained he loved fishing, and Andy [A] paced it too,
But now that it was winter they were catching [D] very few.
_ [G] So Dave suggested they [D] blow up the big hole down the creek,
[G] And trade what fish they didn't [D] want to the butcher [A] for some beef.
_ [D] So Andy cooked some spuds for lunch and put some [A] filly on,
And while the chops were frying started making [D] up a bomb.
_ With miners' blasting powder wrapped up [A] in calico,
Then tightly rolled in sailcloth with whip cord then was [D] sewed.
A six-foot fuse inserted with the end split [A] for the light,
The bomb was dipped in tallow then to make [D] it watertight.
_ [G] They had a big retriever [D] pup with a permanent foolish grin,
[G] And no matter what they threw away [D] he'd fetch it back [A] again.
_ _ [D] He watched where Andy hit the bomb away [A] from everyone,
And when Dave and Jim came up for lunch the dog [D] began his fun.
_ He had the cartridge in his mouth as round the [A] fire he came,
The fuse began to hiss and spit when the end fell [D] in the flame.
_ Well the three men bolted different ways through the [A] bracken farm,
While Tommy thought it was a game and chased each [D] one in turn.
_ [G] Jim shinned about the sapling [D] Tommy waited underneath,
[G] A silly grin across his face [D] with a bomb between [A] his teeth.
_ [D] The fuse was getting shorter so Jim shrank from [A] the tree,
And bolted for the pup while Tommy chased him [D] playfully.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
He charged into the bar room and quickly [B] slammed the door,
When Tommy couldn't get inside he went under [E] the floor. _
A savage yellow cattle dog was waiting [B] underneath,
He wondered what that big pup had it might be [E] good to eat. _
[A] The cattle dog he chased him [E] out and bit him really hard,
[A] So Tommy dropped the cartridge [E] there in the [B] hotel yard. _
[E] The yellow dog stood over sniffed it [B] up and down,
And suddenly the bomb went off and rocked that little [E] town. _
Some saddle horses broke their reins and galloped [B] down the street,
And pieces of that cattle dog were blown five [E] hundred feet. _
Well Dave and Jim and Andy went quietly to [B] their tent,
While Tommy grinned his broadest grin pleased with the [E] day's event. _
[A] What could have been disaster [E] in the public stony creek,
[A] Turned out to be a thing the [E] bush frog laughed [B] about for weeks. _
[E] And travelers heard the story and the story [B] got around,
The story of a loaded dog that [E] terrorized the town. _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [N] _ _