Sing A Mucky Song chords and lyrics - IVOR BIGGUN

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[Verse 1]
[G]Som[A]e p[D]eop[G]le [A]sing sad[D] songs about,[F#][G]
[A]mother and home
Some [D]sing about [F#]wicked women [G]I,
[A]leave ‘em[D] alone
Some [G]sing about blue suede shoes,
and a ro[D]mance that went [G]wrong
[A]But I [G]pick up a ukulele and
sing [A]a mucky song
[D]I pluck, plu[G]ck, pluck

[Verse 2]
my ukulele,
[A]and serenade the folks so gaily
[G]All around the place you[A] see the[D] smiles,
smiles, smiles
[G]I pluck for my dinner and
pluck for my [A]supper
I'm such a happy little pluck[G]er
Singing songs about tits [A]and bums and [D]piles,
piles, [A]piles
My [D]ukulele

[Verse 3]
[F#]well it, w[G]on't[A] bring me wealth
If [D]I play i[F#]t with the band or,[G]
play [D]with myself
It's a very [G]nice size and I can't
keep my hands [D]off it for long
[A]So I pic[G]k up my ukulele
and [A]sing a mucky [D]song
I pluck, [G]pluck, pluck

[Verse 4]
my ukulele,
[A]and serenade the folks so gaily
[G]Singing something vulgar[A] to [D]my chums,
chums, chums
I pluck [G]for my dinner and
pluck for my supper
[A]Eee, I'm such a happy little [G]plucker
Singing songs about nud[A]ist camps and
honey[D]moon couples [G]and bum[A]s
A green[D]grocer's

[Verse 5]
daughter
took [G]a fancy t[A]o me
She let [D]me hold [F#]her auberg[G]ines sat,
on the [D]settee
[G]She said I could do anything [D]she
wouldn't think [G]it wrong
[A]So I [G]pulled out my ukulele and [A]sang a muck
[D]y s[G]ong

[Interlude 1]
[G][A][G][A][D][G]
[A][G][A][D][G]
[D]So if you've got

[Verse 6]
[F#]a gum-boil or or [G]a,
pain [A]in your bum
And your wife's [D]run off
[F#]with the dustbin man
[G]Now, don't you [A]feel [D]glum
Don't [G]go around like a misery guts
With a face [D]that's three [G]feet long
[D]Grab yourself a uku[G]lele
and [A]sing a mucky [D]song
[G]An d pluck, pluck, pluck

[Verse 7]
your ukulele,
[A]and serenade the folks so gaily
[G]Singing something vulgar[A] to you[D]r chums,
chums, chums
[G]If you sit there and play [D]with yourself
You'll either [A]go blind or ruin [A]your health
[G]But you'll be the happiest
pluck[A]er that strums
[F#]Sing[G]ing songs about nudist c[A]amps
and honey[D]moon couples [G]and [D]bums