Intro: Am
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Ammaj7
Pennies from heaven
Am7
Don?t make me laugh
Here all you?ll get
Am6
Is the pattering rain
F C/G
Or yon two crows up over the hill
G
Looking for winterkill
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Always at your boots
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The mud behind the byre
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With its clammy hold
F
Would mock you up a grave
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Here in the mire of a wrecked sheepfold
C/G
And all you?ll bring to this
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Is muscle and grit
F C/G
Persistence, that?s just about it
What made you think
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There?d be a living in sheep?
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Eat, work, eat, work and sleep
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Duck under the eaves
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Of the bothy
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To sit here, caged by rain
Somewhere to go conjure
C
A next move
G
When I have to think again
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The dog lifts his gaze to plead
Am6 F
Believes the wizard has a magic stick
C
Leans his weight into my tweed
G
I give an unholy hand to lick
C
I take a swig of sheep dip
F C
From my flask
F C
And once again I ask
What made you think
F
There?d be a living in sheep?
C F C F
Eat, work, eat, work and sleep
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They were at this game
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Two hundred years ago
Had thirty ways
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Of dying young, poor souls
C/G
Laid to rest in their soggy rows
G
Rain on their holy books
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Ammaj7
Blood and whisky
Am7
On the tongue
Am6 F
And no-one watching over anyone
C
No-one left but your stubborn one
G
And the crows and rooks
C
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Ah, the dying young
F C/G
Well I?m not done
F
You watch me and I?ll watch thee
C
I can still work for two men
F C
And drink for three
And I raise my flask
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To the clearing skies
To you, sweepers
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You carrion spies
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To scavenge and survive
F
If you can do it so can I
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