On the ^Cbanks of the Elbe my love and ^FI sat down to ^Cneck, And ^Fhe took out his ball-pen and he ^G7wrote me out of a ^Ccheque; And he ^Fsaid, 'my little gretchen, how'd you ^G7like to make a ^Cwreck Of the whole ^Fbloody ^Cuniverse, my ^G7dar^Cling?'

O, the ^Cbanks they are rosy and ^Fmarket's doing ^Cfine. The ^Fbulls and bears are pasturing from ^G7Wall Street to the ^CRhine. The ^Fbombs are in the stockpile., only ^G7waiting for a ^Csign From my Johnny, ^Flovely ^CJohnny, with his ^G7ball-^Cpens.

O, my ^Cheart is sad and lonely for the ^Fboys in shirts of ^Cbrown, And the ^Flads who wore the blackshirts on the ^G7streets of ^CBerlin town. For ^Fthey sere sure the boyos who could ^G7drag a country ^Cdown, O, me Johnny ^Fthere was ^Cnothing that ^G7could beat '^Cem.

O, the ^Cbanks they are rosy and ^Fmarket's doing ^Cfine. The ^Fbulls and bears are pasturing from ^G7Wall Street to the ^CRhine. The ^Fbombs are in the stockpile., only ^G7waiting for a ^Csign From my Johnny, ^Flovely ^CJohnny, with his ^G7ball-^Cpens.

O, they ^Ctook my little Adolf, ay,and ^FHermann Göring ^Ctoo, And ^FRudy Hess and Himmler that was ^G7loyal, brave and ^Ctrue. They ^Fbegan the fight for freedom, but there's ^G7one will see it ^Cthrough It's me Johnny, ^Flovely ^CJohnny, with his ^G7ball-^Cpens.

O, the ^Cbanks they are rosy and ^Fmarket's doing ^Cfine. The ^Fbulls and bears are pasturing from ^G7Wall Street to the ^CRhine. The ^Fbombs are in the stockpile., only ^G7waiting for a ^Csign From my Johnny, ^Flovely ^CJohnny, with his ^G7ball-^Cpens.

There's a ^Cplace they call the Congo, and it's ^Ffull of heathen ^Cblacks Who ^Fhad the nerve to try and get the ^G7Belgians off their ^Cbacks; But ^Fgallant little Belgium up and ^G7gave them such a ^Cwhack, And my Johnny ^Fsmiled and ^Cgently whispered ^G7free^Cdom.

O, the ^Cbanks they are rosy and ^Fmarket's doing ^Cfine. The ^Fbulls and bears are pasturing from ^G7Wall Street to the ^CRhine. The ^Fbombs are in the stockpile., only ^G7waiting for a ^Csign From my Johnny, ^Flovely ^CJohnny, with his ^G7ball-^Cpens.

There's ^Cdarling General Franco and the ^Fheirs of Syngman ^CRhee, There's ^FBattista (late of Cuba) and a^G7nother two or ^Cthree; Each ^Fone a freedom-fighter and they ^G7love democra^Ccy, And they're friendly, ^FO so ^Cfriendly with my ^G7John^Cny!

O, the ^Cbanks they are rosy and ^Fmarket's doing ^Cfine. The ^Fbulls and bears are pasturing from ^G7Wall Street to the ^CRhine. The ^Fbombs are in the stockpile., only ^G7waiting for a ^Csign From my Johnny, ^Flovely ^CJohnny, with his ^G7ball-^Cpens.

Ewan Maccoll - The banks they are rosy