Old Crocks To Brighton chords and lyrics - OSCAR BRAND

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[Verse 1]
[D]Now[G] ol[A]d[D]
King
Cole was a [G]merry old soul and
[A]a merry old soul was [D]he.
He called for his [G]pipe and he called for
his bow and he [A]called for the privates [D]three.
Beer, beer, beer say the [A]privates!
[G]Merry [A]men are [D]we!
They're [G]none so fair as [D]can com
[A]pare with a fighting infantry.
[D]Now[A] ol[G]d[A][D]
King
Cole was [G]a merry old soul and
[A]a merry old soul was [D]he.
He called for his [G]pipe and he called for
his bow and [A]called for the corporals [D]three.
Hut, two, hut, two, hut, said the corporals
Beer, beer, beer, said the [A]privates
[G]Merry [A]men are [D]we
There are [G]none so fair as [A]can compare
With the fighting infantry
[D]Old[A][D]
King
Cole was [G]a merry old soul
And [A]a merry old soul was he
[D]He'd call for his [G]pipe
And he'd call for his ball
And he'd [A]call for the sergeants three
[D]Right by squad, squad,
right to the sergeants
Hut -two, hut -two, hut to the corporals
Beer, beer, beer to the privates
[G]Merry [A]men are [D]we
[G]They're none so fair as [D]can compare
[A]With a fighting infantry
[D]Now[A] ol[G]d[A][D]
King
Cole was [G]a merry old soul
And [A]a merry old soul was [D]he
He'd call for his [G]pipe and
he'd call for his bowl
And he'd [A]call for the
Shave -Tails
Three
[D]We do all the works of the
Shave -Tails
Right by squad, squad,
right to the sergeants
Hut -two, hut -two, hut to the [A]corporals
Beer, beer, beer to the privates
[G]It's merry [A]men are [D]we,
[G]they're none so fair as [D]can com[A]pare with the fighting infantry.
[D]Old[A][G][A][D]
King
[G]Cole was a merry old soul,
and the [A]merry old soul was he.
He [D]called for his [G]pipe, and he called for his bowl,
and he [A]called for the captains three.
[D]We want a ten -day leave, so the captains,
we do all the works of the shave -tail.
Right by squad, squad,
right to the sergeants.
Hut to, hut to, hut to the corporals.
Beer, beer, beer to the [G]privates.
It's merry [A]men, are [D]we?
There [G]are none so fair as
[D]can com[A]pare with the
Fighting
Infantry.
[D]Now[A] ol[D]d
King
Cole was [G]a merry old soul,
and [A]a merry old soul was he.
[D]He called for his pipe, and he [G]called for his [A]bowl,
and he called for the chaplains [D]three.
The army [A]shot to hell, so the chaplains,
[D]we'd like a ten -day lease.
The captains, we'd do all the
works of the chateau.
Ride by squad, squad,
ride to the sergeant.
Hut to, hut to, hut to the corporal.
Beer, beer, beer to the [A]private.
[G]Merry [A]men are [D]we, [G]they're not so fair as
[A]can compare with the fighting infantry.
[D]Now[A] ol[D]d
King
Cole was [G]a merry old soul,
and [A]a merry old soul was [D]he.
He coughed for his pipe, and he [G]coughed for his [A]bowl,
and he coughed for the colonels [D]three.
What's my [A]next com[D]mand?
said the colonels.
Army shot to hell, said
the chaplains.
[G]We'd like ten day leave,
said the [A]captains.
We'd do all the [D]work, said the
shaved -tails.
Ride by squad, squad,
ride to the sergeant.
Hut to, hut to, hut to the corporals.
Beer, beer, [A]beer, said the privates.
It's [G]merry [A]men, are [D]we?
They're [G]not so fair as [D]can com
[A]pare with the fighting infantry.
[D]Now[A] ol[G]d[A][D]
King
Cole was [G]a merry old soul,
and [A]a merry old soul was he.
[D]He called for his pipe, and he [G]called for his bowl,
and he [A]called for the generals [D]three.
Beer, beer, beer, said the generals.
Beer, beer, beer, said the colonels.
Beer, beer, beer, said the chaplains.
Beer, beer, beer, said the captains.
Beer, beer, beers to the shavetails
Beer, beer, beers to the sergeants
Beer, beer, beers to the corporals
Beer, beer, beers to the privates
Merry [A]men, are [D]we?
They're [G]not so [D]fairs
[A]Can't compare with the fighting
[D]infantry[A]
[G][A][D]