a shantymans life

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Verse 1]
[D]Oh,[G] the[D] shanty man's
life is a [A]wearisome life
Although [Bm]some think it's
[A]void of [Bm]care
[D]Swinging an axe from morn[A]ing to night
In the [Bm]midst of the [A]forest so [Bm]drear
Ly[D]ing in the shanty, [Bm]bleak and cold
While the [D]cold stormy wintry winds [Bm]blow
And as [E]soon as the [Bm]daylight [E]doth appear
[D]To the wil[Bm]d woods we [A]must go[Bm]
Bullock [D]cook rises up in the
[A]middle of the night
Sing hur[Bm]rah, [A]boys, it's [Bm]day
[D]Broken slumbers [A]of t times are past
As the [Bm]cold winter [A]night wows [Bm]away
Had we [D]run out of beer,
our [Bm]spirits for to cheer
As the [D]day is so lonely but [Bm]mild
Oh, a [E]glass of any [Bm]strong
wine [E]in the woods alone
[D]For to che[Bm]er up our tro[A]ubled min[Bm]ds
But in [D]spring it does set in,
double hard[A]ships begin
When the [Bm]waters are [A]pierced and [Bm]cold
Our [D]clothes are dripping wet
and [A]fingers be numb
And our [Bm]pike poles we [A]scarcely can [Bm]roll
We twigs and [D]rocks,
shoals and sands give employ[Bm]ment to our hands
Our [D]world made with raft or [Bm]steer
And the [E]rapids that we [Bm]run,
oh they [E]seem to us but [D]fun
For we're [Bm]void of all [A]slavish fee
[Bm]Oh, [D]shanty lad i[G]s the [A]only lad I love
I nev[Bm]er will d[A]eny the sa[Bm]me
My [D]heart does scorn these
con[A]ceited farmer boys
Who [Bm]think it ain't dis[A]graceful [Bm]name
They may [D]boast about their farms,
but my [Bm]shanty boy has charms
So [D]far for sur[A]passing them [Bm]all
Until [E]death and death must [Bm]part,
He [E]shall enjoy my [D]heart,
Let
His [Bm]riches be [A]great or small.
[Bm]