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Green Ginger Wine chords

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After seeing the other tab here was slightly off I felt compelled to submit my 
own. This is how i play the song and I'm fairly confident it's right. There might 
be an instrumental section I missed but who really cares?

Enjoy, Olly.

N.C.
Oh kiss me Maggie & take me home,

For I sure dinnae feel like dyin’ alone,

Gawn geez a shot, chuck a doggie a bone,

Or a penny for me rattlin’ can,

   D(let ring)
As sure as Christ it’s a bitter pill,


But if you won’t have me, yer sister will,

     D                 D             D        D        D D
I’ll cart me arse doon Surry Hills & call her out this evenin’,


Instrumental

||D|G|D|E A|
 |D|G|D|A D||

Verse 1

D                     G
Go on, go well, ye’re no catch o’ mine,

D                                      E                A
Yer clothes in rags, ye reek o’ fags & old green ginger wine,

D                                G
My sisters aye a leezie into the drinkin’, dogs & cards,

D                                A               D
My poor departed Father couldn’t flog her at the yards,

D                                  G
I’m a man o’ some renown ‘Jack the Lad’ about the town,

D                                         E             A
We’ll share a plate of oysters, crack the neck o’ Billy Brown,

D                        G    
Sly grog & salty treats, I’ll not grant yer wish,

D                                  A            D
I’m promised to the toll collector boy upon the bridge.

Chorus

D                       G
Like good whisky in bad wounds,

D                                 E        A
Like honey on a toothache, you’ll never be mine,

D                                 G
Tho’ we can dance, b’Jesus, we’ll swing like the razors,

D               A     D
Of Kate Leigh & Tilly Devine.

Verse 2

D                                    G
Why wait until yer dancin’ shoes are scuffed and in the bin?

D                                     E                A
I’ll stitch my holey duds, scrape the whiskers from me chin,

D                                        G
We’ll get ye down yer scarlet gown, I’ll steal you somethin’ blue,

D                                    A                   D
I’d waltz off Millers point before I walk the aisle with you!

Wedding March

e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-7----6----2-4-2-0-------------0-2-----------------------------------------|
D|-------------------2-0---0-2-4---------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-7----6----2-4-2-0---------------------------------------------------------|
D|-------------------2-0---0-2-4-2-0-----------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

Chorus

D                       G
Like good whisky in bad wounds,

D                                 E        A
Like honey on a toothache, you’ll never be mine,

D                                 G
Tho’ we can dance, b’Jesus, we’ll swing like the razors,

D               A     D
Of Kate Leigh & Tilly Devine.

Verse 3

D
Oh I’ll sing you ‘six ribbons’!

    G
Aye when your ‘three sheets’!

D                                  E                  A
Yer drunken, brawlin’ caterwaulin’ echoes through the streets,

D
Y’know I’m not yet very old,

          G
Sure it’s poison when its cold,

      D                  A               D
And a dear old southerly belters sure to blow!


Chorus

D                       G
Like good whisky in bad wounds,

D                                 E        A
Like honey on a toothache, you’ll never be mine,

D                                 G
Tho’ we can dance, b’Jesus, we’ll swing like the razors,

D               A     D
Of Kate Leigh & Tilly Devine.
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