{t:Haunting} {st:The Pogues (adapted for BUG, MC & CH)} *{c:|ntro: 1 2 / 1 2 3 4} {c:INSTRUMENTAL:} 󴈿:Sit [Gm]down on that stool, hear the [Dm]cant of a fool 󴈿:And a [Eb]strange tale I'll tell unto [Dm]ye 󴈿:Of a [F]time that I lived at the [Eb]butt of a hill 󴈿:'Neath the [D]burial chambers you [Gm]see [Gm] Sit [Gm]down on that stool, hear the [Dm]cant of a fool And a [Eb]strange tale I'll tell unto [Dm]ye Of a [F]time that I lived at the [Eb]butt of a hill 'Neath the [D]burial chambers you [Gm]see One [Gm]Saturday night, I get [Dm]up on me bike For to [Eb]go to a dance in the [Dm]town I [F]set off at seven to be [Eb]there for eleven No [D]thought to the rain comin' [Gm]down *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} I [Gm]pushed up the hill, the rain [Dm]started to spill So for [Eb]shelter I had to re-[Dm]sort Helter-[F]skelter I went, as [Eb]downhill I sped To the [D]trees at the old fairy [Gm]fort I [Gm]pulled up me bike, b’ a [Dm]tree in the gripe To find [Eb]shelter out of the [Dm]storm The [F]rain it came down and like [Eb]stones beat the ground It was [D]grand to be dry in that [Gm]storm *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} I was [Gm]dreamin' away, a-[Dm]bout better days When a [Eb]voice it says, "Dirty ould [Dm]night" I fell [F]over me bike, I [Eb]got such a fright When the [D]ghostly voice bid me that [Gm]night I jumped [Gm]up with a start, gave the [Dm]storm not a thought As the [Eb]hail beat a rhythm on [Dm]me And I [F]stared at the tree that had [Eb]spoken to me Not a [D]body was there I could [Gm]see *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} I [Gm]trembled and shook, the tree [Dm]twisted and booked As the [Eb]wind got into a [Dm]scream And I [F]grabbed for me bike in that [Eb]devil's own night Ex-[D]pecting to wake from a [Gm]dream But the [Gm]voice that I’d heard, not a-[Dm]nother word said As the [Eb]hair on the head stood on [Dm]me And I [F]said an Our Father as I [Eb]peddled much faster A-[D]way from that ghost-haunted [Gm]tree *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} *{c:| [Bb] [A] / [C] [F] / [Gm] / [Gm] /} For [Gm]weeks and weeks after, with [Dm]nerves a disaster No-[Eb]where near that road would I [Dm]go And from [F]dusk through the night, I would [Eb]shake with the fright Of the [D]tree that had haunted me [Gm]so So when-[Gm]ever I go to a [Dm]dance in the town I make [Eb]sure not to stop on the [Dm]way To be [F]there for eleven, I [Eb]still leave at seven But I [D]go me a different [Gm]way I [D]go me a different [Gm]way I [D]go me a different [Gm]way I [D]go me a different [Gm]way [Gm]↓ {t:Haunting MC & CH} #~~~ChordPro Version UPDATED Oct 11, 2016 CEL~~~