***Billy's Bones - by Shane MacGowan
from the album "Rum Sodomy & The Lash"

Billy's Bones - as perfomed by The Pogues

Intro Melody (2x):
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F			  Bb
Billy ran around with the rare old crew
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And he knew an Arsenal from Tottenham blue
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We'd be a darn sight better off if we knew
F  			Bb
Where Billy's bones are resting now

Billy saw a copper and he hit him in the knee
And he took him down from six foot to five foot three
Then he hit him fair and square in the do-re-mi
That copper won't be having any family

Bb				 F		        C
Hey Billy son where are you now, don't you know that we need you now 
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With aratata and the old kow-tow where are Billy's bones resting now


Billy went away with the peace-keeping force
'Cause he liked a bloody good fight of course
Went away in an old khaki van to the banks of the river Jordan
Billy saw the Arabs and he had 'em on the run
When he got 'em in the range of his sub-machine gun
Then he had the Israelis in his sights, went a ra-ta-ta
And they ran like Shiites

Hey Billy son where are you now
Don't you know that we need you now
With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow
Where are Billy's bones resting now

Intro Melody (2x) 

Hey Billy son where are you now
Don't you know that we need you now
With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow
Where are Billy's bones resting now

One night Billy had a rare old time,
Laughing and singing on the Lebanon line
Came back to camp not looking too pretty
Never even got to see the Holy City

    F			     Bb
Now Billy's out there in the desert sun
        F		      C
And his mother cries when the morning comes
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And there's mothers crying all over this world

For their poor dead darling boys and girls

Hey Billy son where are you now
Don't you know that we need you now
With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow
Where are Billy's bones resting now

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Have a Billy holiday
F         Bb F   C
Born on a Monday
F	     Bb  F   C
Married on a Tuesday
F          Bb    F   C
Drunk on a Wednesday
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Got plugged on a Thursday
F         Bb F   C
Sick on a Friday
F         Bb   F   C
Died on a Saturday
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Buried on a Sunday