Another piece of our Robert Burns Series:
Old Scots Drink
Am Fmaj7
Gie him drink until he wink,
C E
He that's sinking in despair;
Am Fmaj7
And liquor guid to fire his bluid,
C E
That's prest wi' grief and care:
Am Fmaj7
There let him bouse, an' deep carouse,
C E
Wi' bumpers flowing o'er,
Am Fmaj7
Till he forgets his loves or debts,
C E
An' minds his griefs no more
Instrumental:
E | E | E | E | Am | Fmaj7 | C | E | Am | Fmaj7 | C | E ||
Middle :
Am
Well your sittin in the corner,
Fmaj7
A fair, dram in yer hand (pronounced hon)
C
An' Yer pickin up the pieces,
E
Though you can barely stand (pronounced ston)
Am
An' yeh picture her fine face,
Fmaj7
All, gleaming white,
C
As yer tryin to find yer way home,
E
In the - dead of night.
Am
You whisper in the darkness,
Fmaj7
Even Though she cannot hear,
C
A soft, but clear, I love you,
E
A love a-washed with fear.
Am
An' its the drink that does the talkin,
Fmaj7
When the police pick you up,
C
When youve been lying on the pavement,
E
On the filth an' grime an' muck
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Am
But just before you know it,
Fmaj7
Yer in the back eh' a squad car,
C
Givin those poor coppers hastle,
E
Wishin, you're back at the bar.
Am
Coz the drink is dryin up now,
Fmaj7
An' head is feelin sore,
C
A night spent at the station,
E
Before breaking down your own back door,
Am
Because you lost the key that evening,
Fmaj7
Somewhere along the road,
C
Coz you cant escape the mindset,
E
Of not doin what your told.
Am
Coz life it aint that easy,
Fmaj7
When every day is just the same,
C
When every body's just plain boring,
E
When no - body knows your name.
Am Am Am Am Am
WHEN NOBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME
Fmaj7 Fmaj7 Fmaj7 Fmaj7 Fmaj7
WHEN NOBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME
C C C C C
LIFE IS NOT THAT EASY
E E E E E
WHEN NOBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME
so
Am Fmaj7
Gie him drink until he wink,
C E
He that's sinking in despair;
Am Fmaj7
And liquor guid to fire his bluid,
C E
That's prest wi' grief and care:
Am Fmaj7
There let him bouse, an' deep carouse,
C E
Wi' bumpers flowing o'er,
Am Fmaj7
Till he forgets his loves or debts,
C E
An' minds his griefs no more
Cheers :D
