2 acessos
[Intro:]Dm C Dm Bb C Dm C Bb C Dm [Verse 1:] Dm C Dm I’d bet you heads or tails if I could find a coin to toss, Dm Bb C Tho they say the coin that can’t be found’s the coin that can’t be lost, Dm C If you’d spare a coin old stranger for a pint o liquid gold, Bb C Dm I’ll regale you with the greatest story never told. [Verse 2:] Dm C Dm You’ll catch us in the 5 a.m. parade o’ the living dead, Dm Bb C Long before the sun has taken up its post above yer head, Dm C All ordinary heroes, sweatin’ is our trade, Bb C Dm The type that never get to see the money that we’ve made. [Chorus:] Dm C No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud, Dm Bb C Leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud, Dm C Yer riches, yer trappin’s oh, I fear they’re not allowed, Bb C Dm Ye cannae take ‘em with ye theres no pockets in a shroud! [Verse 3:] Dm C Dm I’ve the perfect medicine to help restore yer sight, Dm Bb C Kick off yer heels & corporate deals m’darlin we’re alright, Dm C And loosen that white collar man and come pull up a seat, Bb C Dm Among the dirty, filthy, stinkin’ richest folk you’d ever meet, [Chorus:] Dm C No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud, Dm Bb C Leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud, Dm C Yer riches, yer trappin’s oh, I fear they’re not allowed, Bb C Dm Ye cannae take ‘em with ye there’s no pockets in a shroud! [Instrumental] Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm [Verse 4] Dm C Dm My teacher Bobby Mitchell, used to flog me through the years, Dm Bb How I swore I’d take that leather strap and wrap it ‘round his ears, Dm C ‘Til I saw him walkin’ with a cane, it chilled me to the bone, Bb C Dm He got the drinks and then methinks I got him safely home. [Chorus] Dm C No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud, Dm Bb C Leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud, Dm C Yer riches, yer trappin’s oh, I fear they’re not allowed, Bb C Dm Ye cannae take ‘em with ye there’s no pockets in a shroud! [Coda] Dm C No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud, Dm Bb C Leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud, Dm C Yer riches, yer trappin’s oh, I fear they’re not allowed, Bb C Dm Ye cannae take ‘em with ye there’s no pockets in a shroud! [Instrumental] Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm Dm C Dm [Chorus] Dm C No pockets in a shroud we sing, no pockets in a shroud, Dm Bb C Leave yer old regrets behind, no pockets in a shroud, Dm C Yer riches, yer trappin’s oh, I fear they’re not allowed, Bb C Dm Ye cannae take ‘em with ye there’s no pockets in a shroud!