Barrow Boy Ukulele chords by Joe Brown

• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: F

Verse :
  F
As I wheel me bow and arrow
 G7
Down to the Frog and Toad
 C7                             G7            C7
Toffs, they turn their noses up as they pass by.
 F
But I just turn me tiffa down
 G7
On me loaf of bread

G7
And I turn to them
C7     G7     D7    G7
And this is what I cry.


Chorus:
F                              G7
All me life I wanted to be a barrah boy
C7                               F
A barrow boy I always wanted to be
A7                    Dm
I holds the title I carry it with pride
G7                                        C7
I'm a Costa, a Costa from over the other side
F                                   G7
I turned me back on all the whole society
C7                              A7
Take me where the ripe bananas grow.
F
I sells 'em a dozen a shillin
D7
That's how I makes me livin
C                     C7               F
I should have been a barrah boy years ago
 F              D7
(get off me barrah)
C                     C7                F
I should have been a barrah boy years ago.




Verse :
F                            G7
Up the apples and pears and across the Rory o'Moore
C7                    G7              C7
Up to see me dear old trouble and strife.
A7                    Dm
On the Cain and Abel you will always see
G7                                C7
A pair of Jack the Rippers and a cup of Rosie Lee.
F                                 G7
What could be better than this, a bit of a cuddle and kiss
C7                       A
Out beneath the pale moonlight.
 F                            G7
When little Tommy Tucker goes up to Uncle Ned
 C7                        F
Oh what a lovely night tonight


Chorus:
F                               G7
All me life I wanted to be a barrah boy
C7                              F
A barrow boy I always wanted to be
A7                     Dm
I hold the title
I carry it with pride
G7                         C7
I'm a Costa, a Costa from over the other side
F                                 G7
I turned me back on all the high society
C7                               A7
Take me where the ripe bananas grow
F
I sells 'em a dozen a shillin'
D7
That's how I makes me livin'
 C                      C7             F
I should have been a barrah boy years ago
 F             D7
(get off me barrah)
C                       C7             F
I should have been a barrah boy years ago.