Chords for The Poxy Boggards - The Errant Apprentice
Tempo:
127.8 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Em
C
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [C]
[D]
[C] [G]
When I was a young apprentice, and less than compass-mentis, I took leave [Bm] of all my [Em] senses.
With [D] a maid [Em] I fell in love.
[G] Her ringlet so entwined me, Aphrodite smiled it blind me.
Cupid's arrow struck behind [D] me, and her father [G] owned a pub.
It was there I met [D] my [A] nemesis, in her [C] father's licensed premises, [G] like the seraphim of [C] [G] Genesis and Mary [D] Ann McQuire.
[G] Arrayed [Em] in fine apparel, a [C] stride of porter [G]-barrel, she looked the [Em] kind of girl that would fill [G] you with desire.
All the turtle-doves were cooing, as I took to my wooing, her [Bm] loveliness pursuing [Em] in the springtime of that [C] year.
[G] But she thought I should be older, and more gallant and much bolder, in the uniform of a soldier, [D] tis then she [G] told me, dear.
In extremis [D] and euphoria, [A] I joined [C] with Queen Victoria, [G] for a spell [Em] of death or glory, [G] a fight [D] in with the Boers.
[G] To the wind [Em] I threw all caution, I'll [Am] return with fame and fortune, [G] and together [Em] make a portion of [D]
[G] matrimony's chores.
On the gravestone of her mother, she swore she loved no other, but I did [Bm] soon discover [Em] that she [D] played [C] me for a ferk.
[G] For lady luck had beached me, and intelligence had reached me, whilst I'd been overseas, [D] she had married [G] to a Turk.
Well me, I then [D] deserted, [A] for to find the [C] girl who [G] flirted, back to [Em] Ireland I reverted, [G] for my jealousy [D] was roused.
[G] In McQuire's [Em] pub in Derry, [C] I found him [Am] making merry, [G] with his arms [Em] around my Mary, as [G] together they caroused.
So I took my time and waited, until his thirst was sated, and home he [Bm] navigated [G] through the [D] streets of [C] Derry town.
[G] At his lodge, as he stood knocking, and whilst they were unlocking, I put the stone into a stocking, and [D] on his head I [G] brought it down.
T'was then the [D] night's serenity, [A] was rend with [C] loud obscenity, [G] and [Em] Ottoman profanity, [G] I could not [D] understand.
[G] With a note he [Em] made to grab me, with [Am] full intent to stab me, [G] but as he tried [Em] to kabab me, I was [G] screaming up the strand.
All around the town's perimeter, he chased me with his scimitar, a powerful [Bm] fashion limiter, [Em] to an [Dm] errand [G] in his pride.
Through the water's side he chased me, to the bridge of foil he raced me, and at Derry quay he faced me, [D] so I jumped into [G] the tide.
Sure [D] bravery's no virtue, [A] when St.
Eden's [C] trying to hurt you, [G] and all noble thoughts desert you, when you see his [D] curly knife.
[G] For there's many things [Em] worth trying [C] for, and occasionally [Am] worth lying for, [G] but there's blood they're [Em] all worth dying for, so I'll stick [G] to the soldier's life.
[D]
[C] [G]
When I was a young apprentice, and less than compass-mentis, I took leave [Bm] of all my [Em] senses.
With [D] a maid [Em] I fell in love.
[G] Her ringlet so entwined me, Aphrodite smiled it blind me.
Cupid's arrow struck behind [D] me, and her father [G] owned a pub.
It was there I met [D] my [A] nemesis, in her [C] father's licensed premises, [G] like the seraphim of [C] [G] Genesis and Mary [D] Ann McQuire.
[G] Arrayed [Em] in fine apparel, a [C] stride of porter [G]-barrel, she looked the [Em] kind of girl that would fill [G] you with desire.
All the turtle-doves were cooing, as I took to my wooing, her [Bm] loveliness pursuing [Em] in the springtime of that [C] year.
[G] But she thought I should be older, and more gallant and much bolder, in the uniform of a soldier, [D] tis then she [G] told me, dear.
In extremis [D] and euphoria, [A] I joined [C] with Queen Victoria, [G] for a spell [Em] of death or glory, [G] a fight [D] in with the Boers.
[G] To the wind [Em] I threw all caution, I'll [Am] return with fame and fortune, [G] and together [Em] make a portion of [D]
[G] matrimony's chores.
On the gravestone of her mother, she swore she loved no other, but I did [Bm] soon discover [Em] that she [D] played [C] me for a ferk.
[G] For lady luck had beached me, and intelligence had reached me, whilst I'd been overseas, [D] she had married [G] to a Turk.
Well me, I then [D] deserted, [A] for to find the [C] girl who [G] flirted, back to [Em] Ireland I reverted, [G] for my jealousy [D] was roused.
[G] In McQuire's [Em] pub in Derry, [C] I found him [Am] making merry, [G] with his arms [Em] around my Mary, as [G] together they caroused.
So I took my time and waited, until his thirst was sated, and home he [Bm] navigated [G] through the [D] streets of [C] Derry town.
[G] At his lodge, as he stood knocking, and whilst they were unlocking, I put the stone into a stocking, and [D] on his head I [G] brought it down.
T'was then the [D] night's serenity, [A] was rend with [C] loud obscenity, [G] and [Em] Ottoman profanity, [G] I could not [D] understand.
[G] With a note he [Em] made to grab me, with [Am] full intent to stab me, [G] but as he tried [Em] to kabab me, I was [G] screaming up the strand.
All around the town's perimeter, he chased me with his scimitar, a powerful [Bm] fashion limiter, [Em] to an [Dm] errand [G] in his pride.
Through the water's side he chased me, to the bridge of foil he raced me, and at Derry quay he faced me, [D] so I jumped into [G] the tide.
Sure [D] bravery's no virtue, [A] when St.
Eden's [C] trying to hurt you, [G] and all noble thoughts desert you, when you see his [D] curly knife.
[G] For there's many things [Em] worth trying [C] for, and occasionally [Am] worth lying for, [G] but there's blood they're [Em] all worth dying for, so I'll stick [G] to the soldier's life.
Key:
G
D
Em
C
Bm
G
D
Em
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
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_ When I was a young apprentice, and less than compass-mentis, I took leave [Bm] of all my [Em] senses.
With [D] a maid [Em] I fell in love.
[G] Her ringlet so entwined me, Aphrodite smiled it blind me.
Cupid's arrow struck behind [D] me, and her father [G] owned a pub.
It was there I met [D] my [A] nemesis, in her [C] father's licensed premises, [G] like the seraphim of [C] [G] Genesis and Mary [D] Ann McQuire.
_ [G] Arrayed [Em] in fine apparel, a [C] stride of porter [G]-barrel, she looked the [Em] kind of girl that would fill [G] you with desire. _ _ _
_ All the turtle-doves were cooing, as I took to my wooing, her [Bm] loveliness pursuing [Em] in the springtime of that [C] year.
[G] But she thought I should be older, and more gallant and much bolder, in the uniform of a soldier, [D] tis then she [G] told me, dear.
In extremis [D] and euphoria, [A] I joined [C] with Queen Victoria, [G] for a spell [Em] of death or glory, [G] a fight [D] in with the Boers.
[G] To the wind [Em] I threw all caution, I'll [Am] return with fame and fortune, [G] and together [Em] make a portion of [D]
[G] matrimony's chores. _ _ _ _
_ On the gravestone of her mother, she swore she loved no other, but I did [Bm] soon discover [Em] that she [D] played [C] me for a ferk.
[G] For lady luck had beached me, and intelligence had reached me, whilst I'd been overseas, [D] she had married [G] to a Turk.
Well me, I then [D] deserted, [A] for to find the [C] girl who [G] flirted, back to [Em] Ireland I reverted, [G] for my jealousy [D] was roused.
[G] In McQuire's [Em] pub in Derry, [C] I found him [Am] making merry, [G] with his arms [Em] around my Mary, as [G] together they caroused. _ _ _
_ So I took my time and waited, until his thirst was sated, and home he [Bm] navigated [G] through the [D] streets of [C] Derry town.
[G] At his lodge, as he stood knocking, and whilst they were unlocking, I put the stone into a stocking, and [D] on his head I [G] brought it down.
T'was then the [D] night's serenity, [A] was rend with [C] loud obscenity, [G] and [Em] Ottoman profanity, [G] I could not [D] understand.
_ [G] With a note he [Em] made to grab me, with [Am] full intent to stab me, [G] but as he tried [Em] to kabab me, I was [G] screaming up the strand. _ _ _ _
_ All around the town's perimeter, he chased me with his scimitar, a powerful [Bm] fashion limiter, [Em] to an [Dm] errand [G] in his pride.
Through the water's side he chased me, to the bridge of foil he raced me, and at Derry quay he faced me, [D] so I jumped into [G] the tide.
Sure [D] bravery's no virtue, [A] when St.
Eden's [C] trying to hurt you, [G] and all noble thoughts desert you, when you see his [D] curly knife.
_ [G] For there's many things [Em] worth trying [C] for, and occasionally [Am] worth lying for, [G] but there's blood they're [Em] all worth dying for, so I'll stick [G] to the soldier's life. _ _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ When I was a young apprentice, and less than compass-mentis, I took leave [Bm] of all my [Em] senses.
With [D] a maid [Em] I fell in love.
[G] Her ringlet so entwined me, Aphrodite smiled it blind me.
Cupid's arrow struck behind [D] me, and her father [G] owned a pub.
It was there I met [D] my [A] nemesis, in her [C] father's licensed premises, [G] like the seraphim of [C] [G] Genesis and Mary [D] Ann McQuire.
_ [G] Arrayed [Em] in fine apparel, a [C] stride of porter [G]-barrel, she looked the [Em] kind of girl that would fill [G] you with desire. _ _ _
_ All the turtle-doves were cooing, as I took to my wooing, her [Bm] loveliness pursuing [Em] in the springtime of that [C] year.
[G] But she thought I should be older, and more gallant and much bolder, in the uniform of a soldier, [D] tis then she [G] told me, dear.
In extremis [D] and euphoria, [A] I joined [C] with Queen Victoria, [G] for a spell [Em] of death or glory, [G] a fight [D] in with the Boers.
[G] To the wind [Em] I threw all caution, I'll [Am] return with fame and fortune, [G] and together [Em] make a portion of [D]
[G] matrimony's chores. _ _ _ _
_ On the gravestone of her mother, she swore she loved no other, but I did [Bm] soon discover [Em] that she [D] played [C] me for a ferk.
[G] For lady luck had beached me, and intelligence had reached me, whilst I'd been overseas, [D] she had married [G] to a Turk.
Well me, I then [D] deserted, [A] for to find the [C] girl who [G] flirted, back to [Em] Ireland I reverted, [G] for my jealousy [D] was roused.
[G] In McQuire's [Em] pub in Derry, [C] I found him [Am] making merry, [G] with his arms [Em] around my Mary, as [G] together they caroused. _ _ _
_ So I took my time and waited, until his thirst was sated, and home he [Bm] navigated [G] through the [D] streets of [C] Derry town.
[G] At his lodge, as he stood knocking, and whilst they were unlocking, I put the stone into a stocking, and [D] on his head I [G] brought it down.
T'was then the [D] night's serenity, [A] was rend with [C] loud obscenity, [G] and [Em] Ottoman profanity, [G] I could not [D] understand.
_ [G] With a note he [Em] made to grab me, with [Am] full intent to stab me, [G] but as he tried [Em] to kabab me, I was [G] screaming up the strand. _ _ _ _
_ All around the town's perimeter, he chased me with his scimitar, a powerful [Bm] fashion limiter, [Em] to an [Dm] errand [G] in his pride.
Through the water's side he chased me, to the bridge of foil he raced me, and at Derry quay he faced me, [D] so I jumped into [G] the tide.
Sure [D] bravery's no virtue, [A] when St.
Eden's [C] trying to hurt you, [G] and all noble thoughts desert you, when you see his [D] curly knife.
_ [G] For there's many things [Em] worth trying [C] for, and occasionally [Am] worth lying for, [G] but there's blood they're [Em] all worth dying for, so I'll stick [G] to the soldier's life. _ _ _ _
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