The Poacher
(Ronnie Lane)
transcription: Ted Collins

 

   



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 Was fresh and bright and early   I went towards the river

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But nothing still has altered just the seasons ring a change

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There stood this old timer          For all the world's first poacher

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 His mind upon his tackle And these words upon his mind:

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Bring me fish with eyes of jewels And mirrors on their bodies

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Bring them strong and bring them bigger Than a newborn child

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Well I've no use for riches And I've no use for power And

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 I've no use for a broken heart I'll let this world go  by

C                                   Fmaj7        C                             Fmaj7
There stood this old timer For all the world's first poacher

          C                       Fmaj7                                             G
His mind upon his tackle And these words upon his mind:

 C                               Fmaj7                      C                       Fmaj7
Bring me fish with eyes of jewels And mirrors on their bodies

C                                       Fmaj7                                                 G
Bring them strong and bring them bigger Than a newborn child