The Dolmen — The Gaolers

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(Roughly)Arranged for drunken acoustic pirating!
Slam a capo on it wherever it suits your voice, however you wanna sing it!
Personally, open. Sometimes barre chords. Depends on the blood in my alcohol stream.

Otherwise, all credit to the band for my favoritest piratey tune from the album
The Dolmen-Spirits of the Sea

[Intro]
Am G Em Am
Am G Em Am

[Verse 1]
Am                                       G             Em      Am
Damn you bloody jailors of mine from the gallows you'll hang me high
    Am                             G      Em          Am
And I shall swing to a fro for the ladies watching me sew
   Dm                          F          C                                    G
And they shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
       Am                                                G      Em      Am
And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go!

[Verse 2]
Am                                         G            Em    Am
Well damn you bloody jailors of mine if my money you'll not accept
    Am                                     G         Em       Am
For I could buy me a passage to life for a simple exchange of debts
       Dm                         F          C                                     G
and my girls shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
       Am                                                G      Em      Am
And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go!

[Verse 3]
Am                                   G       Em          Am
Curse this hole you stuck me in I'll see you bastards in hell
     Am                                     G         Em      Am
I'll haunt your wonamns dreams at night, as devil you know me well
Am                                                        G        Em             Am
Well I damn you I damn you I damn you I curse, with my last breath breaches your *net*
    Am                                         G       Em     Am
For whom is my master, whom did I *serve*, Not you nor ever I would

[Outro]
       Dm                         F          C                                     G
and my girls shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
       Am                                                G      Em      Am
And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go!
       Dm                         F          C                                     G
and my girls shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
       Dm                                                G      Em      Am
And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go...		
    

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