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I Must Have Good Terbaccy When I Smoke ukulele

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   C  F  C
   F  C
   F  C
   Am F  C

      C            F            C
I was talking to a swaggy yesterday
    F                                  C
His beard was long his hair was silver grey
    F                             C                
His dress was out of style but he wore a friendly smile
    Am               F              C
And here is what the old man had to say

         C             F          C
“You may think me most unusual my boy
       F                                 C
When I tell you straight that I am stony broke
  F                                C
I tramp from year to year and I’ll drink all kinds of beer
      Am                F             C
But I like to have good 'baccy when I smoke"

         C                  F            C
Now I’ll show you this here old terbacco tin
    F                                  C
The paint is gone the sides are dinted in
         F                           C      
But it’s opened many a bottle in its wild and chequered life
       Am        F             C
And to me it has always been a friend

[Yodel] C  F  C
        F  C
        F  C
        Am F  C

  C              F             C 
I one time had a wife and everything
      F                               C
But a stranger came and soon we were apart
     F                              C
So I left my friends and home and I hit the road to roam
    Am           F             C
But nicotine has mended my old heart

     C              F           C
I’ve got no use for money in my life
    F                                    C
You strive and struggle till it gets you down
  F                               C
I tramp until I lag and then I’ll drop my swag
         Am                F                  C
And I’ll sit and smoke and watch the world go 'round

     C         F                C 
When finally I reach the golden gates
     F                          C
They say St Peter he’s a decent bloke
       F                                C
If I’m taken with the blessed this will be my last request
  Am             F               C
I must have good terbaccy when I smoke

          C               F            C 
Yes I was talking to that swaggy yesterday
    F                             C
And what he told me I’ll remember clear
F                                               C
Trampin’ out there with the breeze happy as the birds and bees
      Am             F              C 
And I reckon that he has the right idea.

[Yodel] C  F  C
        F  C
        F  C 
        Am F  C

            
            
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