Аккорды Ye Banished Privateers - They Are Marching Down on High Street

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Em                               G
Down in Old Wapping docks, near the banks and the rocks
D                                    Em
Where the gibbets use to sing across the Thames
Em                          G
Every now and every then with a silver oar with them
D                              Em
The Marshals come to visit our block

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Em                               G
If you cannot pay your rent, off to prison you'll be sent
D                                    Em
Where the gaolers entertain you in the stone hall
Em                                        G
Like the tattooed one armed creature, they call the Newgate Preacher
D                                 Em
For his tales of liberty he must repent

[Припев]:
  G                             D
Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
C              Em              G    D
A procession is coming down on High Street
G                             D
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
C                  Bm               Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks

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Em                               G
But for my own felony, there will be no clemency
D                               Em
As a gentleman of fortune I did serve
Em                               G
Now I’m rolling out of jail, and my final quart of ale
      D                            Em
Has been paid for by the Marshall Deputy

[Припев]:
  G                             D
Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
C              Em              G    D
A procession is coming down on High Street
G                             D
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
C                  Bm               Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks

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Em                               G
For this morbid dalliance, In hope to catch a glance
D                              Em
My audience has come to see my dance
Em                                      G
Like the withered William Kidd, who I'll now be hanging with
   D                                   Em
As the cart towards the docks has well advanced

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Em                                  G
I can see my house from here. See, I grew up over there
D                                    Em
And I'm still a whipping boy, to this I swear
   Em                               G
As the chaplain reads his prayers, I climb the wooden stairs
D                                           Em
And my true love stands there staring at the snare

[Припев]:
  G                             D
Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
C              Em              G    D
A procession is coming down on High Street
G                             D
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
C                  Bm               Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks

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G                       D
Oh close your eyes walk away now my love
C                                       G     D
Don’t be here when the tide leaves in the morning
G                       D
And I'll see you at the heavenly gates
      C                  Bm          Em
Where my face will be as handsome as today

[Припев]:
  G                             D
Hear the royal drums beat and the marching of their feet
C              Em              G    D
A procession is coming down on High Street
G                             D
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
C                  Bm               Em
The poor lad who is heading for the docks 
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