X: 1
T: Whiskey on a Sunday
M:3/4
R:waltz
L:1/8
Z:Alf Warnock - alf0@rogers.com
K:C
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W:
W:1.He[C] sits on the[Am] corner of[Dm] Ould Beggers[F] Bush,
W:A-[G]top of an old packing[C] case,
W:He's got [Am] three [Dm]wooden dolls who can [Dm]dance and can sing[G] 
W:And he sits with a smile on his [C]face
W:[Chorus]
W:[Am]Come day[Dm] go day,[G]I wish in my heart it was [C]Sunday,
W:[Am]Drinkin' Buttermilk[Dm] through the week,[G]Whiskey on a[C] Sunday 
W:
W:2.His tired ould hands tug away on the strings,
W:the puppets they dance up and down
W:It's a far better show than you ever will see
W:In the fanciest theatre in town
W:
W:Come day go day, I wish in my heart it was Sunday
W:Drinkin' buttermilk through the week and whiskey on a Sunday
W:
W:3.I'm sad to relate that ould Sad Davie died in nineteen hundred and four
W:His three wooden dolls in the dustbin are laid
W:Their songs will be heard never more
W:
W:Come day go day, I wish in my heart it was Sunday
W:Drinkin' buttermilk through the week and whiskey on a Sunday
W:
W:4.Some dark stormy night should your passin' that way 
W:and the winds blowin' up from the sea 
W:you can still hear the voice of ould Sad Davie
W:As he sings to his dancin' dolls three 
W:
W:Come day go day, I wish in my heart it was Sunday
W:Drinkin' buttermilk through the week and whiskey on a Sunday
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