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DON`T PAY THE FERRYMAN Words & Music by Chris de Burgh
EmIt was late at night on the oGpen road, speeding like a man on theC run A lifetime C/Bspent prAmeparGing for the jouDrney. EmHe is closer now and the sGearch is on, reading from a map in the mCind, Yes! ThereC/B's that raggedAm hill and there's a bGoat on the rDiver.
And when the Emrain came Ddown, he heard a Emwild dog Dhowl There were voCices in the nGight (Don't do it!) CVoices out of G/Dsight (Don't do Cit!) Too many men have failed beBfore,__ whatever you do;
EmDon't paDy the ferrEmyman! EmDon't even Cfix a prDice! EmDon't paDy the ferrEmyman Until he Cgets you to the Dother EmsideD. Em D Em
In the rolling mist, then he gets on board, now there'll be no turning back Beware that hooded old man at the rudder. And then the lightning flashed and the thunder roared, and people calling out his name, And dancing bones that jabbered-and-a-moaned on the water. And then the ferryman said "There is trouble ahead, So you must pay me now." (Don't do it!) "You must pay me now." (Don't do it!) And still that voice came from beyond, whatever you do; Don't pay the ferryman! Don't even fix a price! Don't pay the ferryman Until he gets you to the other side.
EmDont Dpay the DferEmryman...