Текст песни с аккордами
Вступление
[Intro]
Am - Am - Am - Am
[Verse 1]
Am F Am
I lived the life of a sporting gent,
Am G Am
the gaming tables and the fights
Am F Am
But when the toppers were abroad
Am G Am
in blone’s twigs did I take to flight
[Verse 2]
Am F Am
But when I saw a ripe young fop,
Am G Am
well budged with a lill to tease
Am F Am
I picked his suck, a kittle job
Am G Am
and then off easy as you please.
[Chorus]
C Em Am
And though I’ll hang from the gallows tree,
C Em Am
the sporting life was the life for me
[Verse 3]
Am F Am
In Durham I fixed a wealthy gent
Am G Am
and 'fore long touched him of his scrieve
Am F Am
The neatest snib I ever pulled,
Am G Am
"Good day," says I and took my leave.
[Verse 4]
Am F Am
At Wickham Fayre my luck rang soft
Am G Am
I fleeced a gent who pulled a pop,
Am F Am
"Surrender sir," says he to me,
Am G Am
"or damn your eyes you’re for the drop."
[Chorus]
C Em Am
And now I’m sure for the gallows tree,
C Em Am
the sporting life was the life for me
[Instrumental]
Am - F Am - Am - G Am - Am - F Am - Am - G Am
[Chorus]
C Em Am
And now I’m sure for the gallows tree,
C Em Am
the sporting life was the life for me
[Verse 5]
Am F Am
I thrust my hand into my suck,
Am G Am
drew my pop and cut him down
Am F Am
And now I’ll lead a merry chase
Am G Am
for Jack Ketch and his keen blood hounds
[Chorus]
C Em Am
And though I’m sure for the gallows tree,
C Em Am
the sporting life is the life for me
C - Em - Am - Am
C - Em - Am - Am
Am
Видео клип
Основные табулатуры аккордов, бой
