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Never Any Good - Martin Simpson

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2nd traste

BPM: 79

Released: 30 July 2007

Album: Prodigal Son

[Chords]

[G/B x2003x]

Capo: No

[Chorus]

C G C

You were never any good with money,

F C

You couldn't even hold a job,

F Dm7 C Am7

Not steady enough for the office,

Dm7 G/B C

Not hard enough for the hod,

C

You'd rather be riding your Norton,

F C

Or going fishing with your split cane rod,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were never any good with money,

Dm7 G/B C

You couldn't even hold a job.

[Verse 1]

C G C

When your grammar school days were over,

F C

It was nineteen-seventeen,

F Dm7 C Am7

And you did the right and proper thing,

Dm7 G/B C

You were just eighteen,

C

You were never mentioned in dispatches,

F C

You never mentioned what you did or saw,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were just another keen young man,

Dm7 G/B C

In the mud and stink of war.

[Chorus]

C G C

You were never any good with money,

F C

You couldn't even hold a job,

F Dm7 C Am7

Not steady enough for the office,

Dm7 G/B C

Not hard enough for the hod,

C

You'd rather be singing the Pirate King,

F C

Or going fishing with your split cane rod,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were never any good with money,

Dm7 G/B C

You couldn't even hold a job.

[Verse 2]

C G C

You came home from the Great War,

F C

With the pips of a captain's rank,

F Dm7 C Am7

A German officer's Luger,

Dm7 G/B C

And no money in the bank,

C G C

Your family sent you down in the coal mine,

F C

To learn to be captain there,

F Dm7 C Am7

But you didn't stand it very long,

Dm7 G/B C

You needed the light and the air.

[Chorus]

C

Oooh, you were never any good with money,

F C

You couldn't even hold a job,

F Dm7 C Am7

Not steady enough for the office,

Dm7 G/B C

Not hard enough for the hod,

C

You'd rather be watching performers fly,

F C

Or fishing with your split cane rod,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were never any good with money,

Dm7 G/B C

You couldn't even hold a job.

[Verse 3]

C G C

When the second war came along,

F C

You knew what should be done,

F C Am7

You would re-enlist to teach young men,

Dm7 G/B C

The booby trap and the gun;

C

And they sent you home to Yorkshire,

F C

With a crew and a Lewis gun,

F Dm7 C Am7

So you could save your seaside town,

Dm7 G/B C

From the bombers of the Hun,

[Chorus]

C G C

Ooh, you were never any good with money.

F C

You couldn't even hold a job,

F Dm7 C Am7

Not steady enough for the office,

Dm7 G/B C

Not hard enough for the hod,

C G C

You'd rather be finding the nightjar's nest,

F C

Going fishing with your split cane rod,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were never any good with money,

Dm7 G/B C

You couldn't even hold a job.

[Verse 4]

C G C

And when my mother came to your door,

F C

With a baby in her arm,

F Dm7 C Am7

Her big hurt boy just nine years old,

Dm7 G/B C

Trying to keep her from harm,

C G C

If you had been a practical man,

F C

You would have been forewarned,

F Dm7 C Am7

You would have seen that it never could work,

Dm7 G/B C

And I would have never been born.

[Instrumental]

C G C

F C

F Dm7 C Am7

Dm7 G/B C

C G C

F C

F Dm7 C Am7

Dm7 G/B C

[Verse 5]

C G C

There's no proper work in your seaside town,

F C

So you come here looking for a job,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were store man at the power station,

Dm7 G/B C

Just before I came along,

C G C

Nobody talked about how you quit,

F C

But I know that's what you did,

F Dm7 C Am7

My mother said you were a selfish man,

Dm7 G/B C

And I was your selfish kid.

[Chorus]

C G C

You were never any good with money,

F C

You couldn't even hold a job,

F Dm7 C Am7

Not steady enough for the office,

Dm7 G/B C

Not hard enough for the hod;

C G C

And your Norton it was soon gone,

F C

Along with your split cane rod,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were never any good with money,

Dm7 G/B C

You couldn't even hold a job.

[Verse 6]

C G C

You showed me eyebright in the hedgerow,

F C

Speedwell and travelers joy,

F Dm7 C Am7

You showed me how to use my eyes,

Dm7 G/B C

When I was just a boy;

C G C

And you taught me how to love a song,

F C

And all you knew of nature's ways:

F Dm7 C Am7

The greatest gifts I have ever known,

Dm7 G/B C

And I use them every day.

[Chorus]

C G C

Oooh, you were never any good with money,

F C

You couldn't even hold a job,

F Dm7 C Am7

Not steady enough for the office, maybe,

Dm7 G/B C

Not hard enough for the hod,

C G C

You'd rather be riding your Norton,

F C

Or going fishing with your split cane rod,

F Dm7 C Am7

You were never any good with money,

Dm7 G/B C

You couldn't even hold a job.

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