Jake Thackray - Sister josephine

^GOh, Sister ^BmJosephine, ^Cwhat do all these po^Glicemen mean By ^Emcoming to the convent in a ^Amgrim limousine, ^Dafter ^D7Sister Jose^Gphine? ^DWhile ^Gyou, Sister ^BmJosephine, you ^Csit with your boots upon the ^Galtar screen You ^Emsmoke one last ci^Amgar - ^Dwhat a funny ^D7nun you ^Gare! The ^Bmpolicemen say that Josephine's a ^Emburglar in disguise ^BmBig bad Norman, fifteen years on the ^Emrun The ^BmSisters disbelieve it no that ^Emcan't be Josephine Just ^Bmthink about her tenderness to^A7wards the ^Ddimyounger ^D7nuns. ^GOh, Sister ^BmJosephine, they're ^Csearching the chapel where ^Gyou've been seen The ^Emnooks and the crannies of the ^Amnuns' canteen ^Dafter ^D7Sister Jose^Gphine. ^DWhile ^Gyou Sister ^BmJosephine, you ^Csip one farewell ^GBenedictine Be^Emfore your au re^Amvoir - a ^Dright funny ^D7nun you ^Gare! Ad^Bmmittedly her hands are big and ^Emhairy and em^Bmbellished with a curious tat^Emtoo Ad^Bmmittedly her voice is on the ^Emdeep side And she ^Bmseems to shave more often than the ^Aother ^DdimSisters ^D7do. ^GOh, Sister ^BmJosephine, ^Cfounder of the convent ^Gpontoon team They're ^Emlooking through your bundles of ^Amrare magazines ^DAfter ^D7Sister Jose^Gphine. While ^Gyou, Sister ^BmJosephine, you give a ^Cgoodbye sniff of ^Gbenzedrine To the ^Emconvent budgeri^Amgar - a ^Dbloody funny ^D7nun you ^Gare! No ^Bmlonger will her snores ring through the ^Emchapel during prayers Nor her ^Bmlustful moaning fill the stille ^Emnight No more ^Bmempty bottles of altar wine come ^Emclunking from her cell No ^Bmlonger will the cloister toilet ^Dseat ^A7stand ^Ddimup - ^D7right. ^GOh, Sister ^BmJosephine, ^Cslipping through their fingers like ^GVaseline ^EmLeaving them to clutch your ^Amempty crinoline, ^Dafter ^D7Sister Jose^Gphine. ^DWhile y^Gou Sister J^Bmosephine, s^Cprinting through the suburbs w^Ghen last seen Dressed ^Emonly in your wimple and your^Am rosary A ^Dright funny nun you ^Ebseem ^Fto ^Gbe.