Old Blind Dogs - Star o the bar

Oh, I'll sing you a stave, if you'll ^Fgies your attention It's ^Cno song of ^Gpity, it's ^Fno tale of ^Gwoe And ^Em7no word of honour or ^Clove will I mention But I'll sing of a ^Flassie I ^Gkent long a^Cgo

No ^Fbetter than ^Cmost, and ^Fno worse as ^Cmany And what drew me to her's no' easy to ^Gsay She was ^Ccoarse, she was ^Fheartless, and she ^Cwasnae that ^Fbonnie She was the ^Cstar o' the ^Gbar in her ^Cday

I've stravaiged the Royal Mile with her, ^Fdrinking in style with her And ^CRose Street, from ^Gend to end, ^Foften sur^Gveyed Fought ^Em7and swore in the pubs with her, ^Crolled in the dubs with her Cadged many's a ^Fsub from her, ^Gnever re^Cpaid

No ^Fbetter than ^Cmost, and ^Fno worse as ^Cmany And what drew me to her's no' easy to ^Gsay She was ^Ccoarse, she was ^Fheartless, and she ^Cwasnae that ^Fbonnie She was the ^Cstar o' the ^Gbar in her ^Cday

All you chaps with young lassies, believe ^Fme, love soon passes And ^Call your bright ^Gdreams are but ^Fstraws in the ^Gwind Better ^Em7one who'll sit down with you, ^Csing a fine tune with you Pass the glass '^Fround with you, ^Gdrink herself ^Cblind

No ^Fbetter than ^Cmost, and ^Fno worse as ^Cmany And what drew me to her's no' easy to ^Gsay She was ^Ccoarse, she was ^Fheartless, and she ^Cwasnae that ^Fbonnie She was the ^Cstar o' the ^Gbar in her ^Cday

No ^Fbetter than ^Cmost, and ^Fno worse as ^Cmany And what drew me to her's no' easy to ^Gsay She was ^Ccoarse, she was ^Fheartless, and she ^Cwasnae that ^Fbonnie But she was the ^Cstar o' the ^Gbar in her ^Cday