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This is an amazing song by Johnny Flynn called "Barnacled Warship": Please contact me for any corrections, it is my first tab ;). Intro: Am, C, F, C, Dm, Dm, Dm (* = a little time longer as usual^^(I think it's 1/4 of a whole bar)),G
AmGotta get Cout, gotta Fshout, gotta Csing Dm Dm Dm* G Gotta dance, gotta jump, gotta run AmThink I'll fight a Cwar, I don't Fknow what Cfor Dm Dm Dm* G But I'll learn when I get my gun
Well AmI left Chome three Fdays ago C Dm Dm Dm* G I feel like going to bed AmOpen the Ccourts and a Fnew religiCon DmBurning Dmthrough my Dmhead Dm Dm Dm* G Burning through my head
Made my way with the fusiliers I even fought my way back home But the front line shifted and my rifle got lifted Had to fight the war on my own Well I left home three days ago I feel like going to bed Water downtown gave me cold, cold fingers And my feet were made of lead My feet were made of lead
GI'll just eat Ffruit on your Cdoorstep GI'll just drink Fpailfulls of Amrain GI'm but a Fbarnacled Cwarship GSinging the Ffighter's Amrefrain GSinging the Ffighter's
AmMade my Cway with the FSalvation CArmy Take them Dmon with a Dmtambourine Dm G AmI'll strike down Csinners like the Fold gunsClingers Dm Dm Dm* G Smooth 'em out like margerine
Well I left home three days ago I feel like going to bed Open the courts and a new religion Burning through my head Burning through my head Went to the gambling shop today They had me five to one Heard a voice behind me say Put down the Bible and pick up your gun Well I left home three days ago I feel like going to bed Water downtown gave me cold, cold fingers And my feet were made of lead My feet were made of lead I'll just eat fruit on your doorstep I'll just drink pailfulls of rain I'm but a barnacled warship Singing the fighter's refrain Singing the fighter's