Аккорды Daoiri Farrell - Clasped To The Pig
CAPO I [INTRO] D G D (4X) [VERSE 1] D G D Oh, backwards and forwards I’ve been reeling and tight G D Oh, twas some spree that I been at last night D G D I been to McCarthys with Patsy OMaher G D And we drank the black bottle from under the bar D G D We drank and we drank, we banished all care G D We gave not a thought to foul weather or fair D G D And now, on the floor, I'm curled up in a heap G D Biddy, leave me to sleep, Biddy, leave me to sleep! [CHORUS] D G D I’m clasped to the pig, in a loving embrace G D The hairs of his curly tail are tickling my face D G D There’s no use in telling me sober to keep G D Biddy, leave me to sleep, Biddy, leave me to sleep [BREAK] D G D (4X) [VERSE 2] D G D A long time ago, in the days that are gone G D Oh well, gayly I flouried my knotty black-thorn D G D And if I but only had it tonight G D Well maybe I wouldn't be offered a fight D G D And if Pat Murphy I chances to meet G D It's a terrible ruction we would have in the street D G D And he’ll soon be glad in his knot-hole to creep G D Biddy, leave me to sleep, Biddy, leave me to sleep! [CHORUS] D G D I’m clasped to the pig, in a loving embrace G D The hairs of his curly tail are tickling my face D G D There’s no use in telling me sober to keep G D Biddy, leave me to sleep, Biddy, leave me to sleep [BREAK] D G D (4X) [VERSE 3] D G D Drop down by the pig, here, and share his embrace G D And let my red whiskers lie close to your face D G D This craythur won't hurt you, no he’ll do you no harm G D Drop down by me, Biddy, and keep me back warm D G D And squeeze up beside me, as you've oft done before G D I'll sing you to sleep with the sounds of me snore D G D The rats and the mice all around us will creep G D Biddy, leave me to sleep, Biddy, leave me to sleep! [CHORUS] D G D I’m clasped to the pig, in a loving embrace G D The hairs of his curly tail are tickling my face D G D There’s no use in telling me sober to keep G D Biddy, leave me to sleep, Biddy, leave me to sleep [CHORUS] D G D I’m clasped to the pig, in a loving embrace G D The hairs of his curly tail are tickling my face D G D There’s no use in telling me sober to keep G D Biddy, leave me to sleep, Biddy, leave me to sleep
Но если и музыка нас оставит, что будет тогда с нашим миром? (Гоголь)
Мы стремимся к созданию контента, соответствующего всем нормам законодательства и уважающего интеллектуальную собственность. Мы также придаем большое значение тому, чтобы не задеть никого и не оскорбить чьи-либо чувства. Если у вас есть вопросы или претензии по размещенному материалу, пожалуйста, сообщите нам об этом.
Шрифт
0
Прокрутка
0