Chords:
{t:Sick Note, The}
{artist:Corries}
{key:C}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gw3P3fMN6Go Capo on 2
{c: Thanks Frank de Lathouder }
Dear [C] Sir, I write this note to you to [G] tell you of me [C] plight
and [F] at the time of [C] writing, I am [F] not a pretty [G] sight;
me [F] body is all [C] black and blue, me [F] face a deathly [G] gray
and I [C] write this note to say why Paddy's [G] not at work to-[C]day.
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While working on the fourteenth floor some [G] bricks, I had to [C] clear;
now, to [F] throw them down from [C] such a height was [F] not a good i-[G]dea.
the [F] foreman wasn't [C] very pleased, he [F] being an awkward [G] sod
he [C] said I'd have to cart them down the [G] ladders in me [C] hod.
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Now, clearing all these bricks by hand it [G] was so very [C] slow,
so I [F] hoisted up a [C] barrel and se-[F]cured the rope be-[G]low.
But [F] in me haste to [C] do the job I [F] was too blind to [G] see
that a [C] barrelful of building bricks was [G] heavier than [C] me.
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So when I untied the rope the [G] barrel fell like [C] lead
and [F] clinging tightly [C] to the rope I [F] started up in-[G]stead.
Well, I [F] shot up like a [C] rocket till to [F] my dismay I [G] found
that [C] halfway up I met the bloody [G] barrel coming [C] down.
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Well, the barrel broke me shoulder as [G] to the ground it [C] sped,
and [F] when I reached the [C] top I banged the [F] pully with my [G] head.
Well, I [F] clung on tight through [C] numbed with shock from [F] this almighty [G] blow
and the [C] barrel spilled out half the bricks some [G] fourteen floors be-[C]low.
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Now, when these bricks had fallen from the [G] barrel to the [C] floor
I [F] then outweighed the [C] barrel and so [F] started down once [G] more;
still [F] clinging tightly [C] to the rope, [F] I sped towards the [G] ground,
and I [C] landed on the broken bricks that [G] were all scattered [C] round.
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While I lay there groaning on the ground, I [G] thought I'd passed the [C] worst,
when the [F] barrel hit the [C] pully-wheel and [F] then the bottom [G] burst.
A [F] shower of bricks rained [C] down on me, I [F] hadn't got a [G] hope
as I l[C] ay there moaning on the ground, I let [G] go of the bloody [C] rope.
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The barrel than being heavier, it [G] started down once [C] more,
and [F] landed right a-[C]cross me, as I [F] lay upon the [G] floor.
It [F] broke three ribs and [C] my left arm and [F] I can only [G] say
that I [C] hope you'll understand why Paddy's [G] not at work to-[C]day.
