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Another fantstic song from the Rumjacks. Yes they do exist at: www.therumjacks.com.au
Based off the Gangs of New Holland version however i'm pretty sure the
Hung, Drawn and Portered version is pretty similar.
There is tremelo on some of the intro notes but i really couldn't be bothered
seeing as it's just a rough guide.
Have fun, Olly.
Melody for the Banjo/Mandonlin intro
Am G Em
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Am G Am
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Verse
Am G Em
My Daddy he were just a boy when he walked outta school,
Am G Am
His Mammy said thereâd soon be one more hungry mouth to fill,
Am G Em
He said âthe learninâ and the schoolinâ wurnae bad for them that could,
Am G Am
Thoâ I can read & write my bloody name & sign it where I shouldâ,
Chorus
And he said..
Am G Em
âIf I had my time again, I know Iâd be a learned man,
Am Em Am G Am
An artisan in high demand, a Doctor or a Teacher,
Am G Em
As sure as guns are made of iron, I were born a workin man,
Am Em Am G Am
Iâd live & die right where I stand if Iâd my time againâ.
Verse
Am G Em
He went wide eyed down tae Johnny Brown, he were a big lad for his years,
Am G Am
And there he worked so long if he ever cried thereâd be iron ore in his tears,
Am G Em
Heâd tumble in of a Friday night a Haddie for yer tea,
Am G Am
And heâd sing to me their dirty songs & diddle me on his knee,
Chorus
And heâd sing..
Am G Em
âIf I had my time again, I know Iâd be a rovinâ man,
Am Em Am G Am
Iâd rove away to far Japan to court the Emperors daughter..â
Am G Em
As sure as guns are made of iron, I were born a workin man,
Am Em Am G Am
Iâd live & die right where I stand if Iâd my time againâ.
Verse
Am G Em
With his mates heâd belt the plates on fleets of shining awe,
Am G Em
To carry all the well-to-do to golden foreign shores,
Am G Em
They all coughed themselves to an early grave half filled with bloody rain,
Am G Am
As the people sang âThe Long Black Limousineâ,
Chorus
We all sing!..
Am G Em
âIf I had my time again, I know Iâd be a fightinâ man,
Am Em Am G Am
In far Malay or Vietnam, thoâ I am more a lover..â
Am G Em
As sure as guns are made of iron, I were born a workin man,
Am Em Am G Am
Iâd live & die right where I stand if Iâd my time againâ.
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