Tonalité : D major•
Verse 1
D
You were never any good with money.
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job,
G
D
Not steady enough for the office,
Bm
D
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be riding your Norton
G
D
Or going fishing with your split cane rod.
G
D
You were never any good with money.
Bm
D
You couldn't even hold a job.
Verse 2
D
When your grammar school
days were over,
It was nineteen-seventeen,
G
D
Bm
And And you did the right and proper thing.
D
You were just eighteen.
You were never mentioned
in dispatches.
You never mentioned what
you did or saw.
G
D
You were just another keen young man
G
D
In the mud and stink of war.
Verse 3
D
You were never any good with money.
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job,
G
D
Not steady enough for the office,
Bm
D
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be singing the Pirate King,
Or going fishing with
your split cane rod.
G
You were never any
D
Bm
good with money.
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job.
Verse 4
D
You came home from the Great War
G
D
With the pips of a captain's rank.
G
D
A German officer's Luger,
Bm
D
And no money in the bank.
Your family sent you down in the coal mine
G
D
To learn to be captain there,
G
D
But you didn't stand it very long.
G
D
You needed the light and the air.
Verse 5
D
You were never any good with money.
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job,
G
D
Not steady enough for the office,
Bm
D
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be watching performers fly
Or fishing with your split cane rod.
G
D
You were never any good with money.
Bm
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job.
Verse 6
D
A
D
When the second war came along,
G
D
You knew what should be done.
G
You would re-enlist to
Bm
to teach young men
D
G
D
The booby trap and the gun;
And they sent you home to Yorkshire,
G
D
With a crew and a Lewis gun,
G
So you could save your
D
seaside town
G
D
From the bombers of the Hun.
Verse 7
D
A
D
You were never any good with money.
Verse 8
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job,
G
Bm
Not steady enough for the office,
D
G
Not hard enough for the hod.
D
You'd rather be finding
the nightjar's nest,
G
Going fishing with your split
D
cane rod.
G
D
Bm
You were never any good with money.
D
You couldn't even hold a job.
Verse 9
D
And when my mother
A
D
came to your door,
G
D
With a baby in her arm,
G
Bm
D
Her big hurt boy only nine years old,
G
Trying to keep her from harm,
D
If you had been a practical man,
G
D
You would have been forewarned.
G
You would have seen that
D
it never could work,
G
A
D
And I would have never been born.
Interlude 1
D
G
D
G
A
Bm
D
G
D
G
D
G
D
G
A
D
Verse 10
D
There's no proper work in your seaside town,
G
D
So you come here looking for a job.
G
Bm
You were storeman at the power station
D
G
Just before I came along.
A
D
Nobody talked about how you quit,
G
D
But I know that's what you did.
G
D
My mother said you were a selfish man,
G
A
D
And I was your selfish kid.
Verse 11
D
A
D
You were never any good with money.
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job,
G
Bm
Not steady enough for the office,
D
G
A
Not hard enough for the hod;
D
And your Norton it was soon gone
G
D
Along with your split cane rod.
G
D
Bm
You were never any good with money.
G
A
D
You couldn't even hold a job.
Verse 12
D
You showed me eyebright
A
D
in the hedgerow,
G
D
Speedwell and travellers joy.
G
Bm
You showed me how to use my eyes
D
F#m
G
A
When I was just a boy;
D
And you taught me how to love a song
G
And all you knew of nature's
G
D
The greatest gifts I have ever known,
Bm
D
And I use them every day.
Verse 13
D
A
You were never any good with money.
D
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job,
G
Bm
Not steady enough for the office, may be,
D
Not hard enough for the hod.
A
D
You'd rather be riding your Norton
G
D
Or going fishing with your split cane rod.
G
D
Bm
You were never any good with money.
G
D
You couldn't even hold a job.
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsD G Bm A F#m
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Bm
A
F#m
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