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Author
Andale!
Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers

Intro:
   Em        D         Em        D         Em        D        Em        D
e:-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
B:-----------3-------------------3-------------------3------------------3|
G:-----------2--0----------------2-------------------2-0----------------2|
D:-2-------2-0----4-2--2-------2-0-/4-2-0--2-------2-0---4-2--2-------2-0|
A:-2---0-2-------------2---0-2-------------2---0-2------------2---0-2----|
E:-0-3-----------------0-3-----------------0-3----------------0-3--------|

 Em
Hoist your black flag, your raven's wing
D
 You're brimmin' poetry, spill it and sing it
A
 Your sword is sharp, sugar, pull it and swing it now
Em   D
Ándale!

You can wear that gag if that's your choice
But your thoughts want wings, now give 'em a voice
Making your peace means making some noise now
Ándale!

G
 Every crooked man, every crooked mile
D
 Every crooked back of the rank and file
 C                      C/B                      G
Same flood force, same blood course, same muddy source
                D                        G
As the crooked waters of the crooked Nile
                            D
And we come to plunder the day
                          C
We give all our takings away
                 C/B               G                    D
Pulling off the veil the grass is pushing through the clay
        Em  D         Em   D
Ándale!       (.....)

There in the wake of our daily grind
Beware the black ship creeping up from behind
Let's have a nice trip 'cause you know she's gonna find us
Ándale!

Something there is doesn't love a wall
Heavy thing, that cannonball
Choose to rise, don't wait for the fall
Ándale!

Chorus

Solo

For every rusty bell that rings
For calloused hands and tattered wings
The butcher, baker, candlestick maker
Of thee I sing...Ándale!
Andale      Andale      Andale!!

Chorus

            
            
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