
Blackbeards Song chords by Horrible Histories
Guitar chords with lyrics
- Capo on 3rd
- Difficulty: Intermediate 💪
Key: Eb Intro: | C | G7 | C G | C*** | Verse 1: C G When I was a nipper, I boarded a clipper, C G*** G* sailed the seas as a goods importer, Oh! C G Edward Teach is my name, but I earned my fame C G C* C* C* C* as Blackbeard, the pirate of the wa - ter, Oh! Pre-chorus 1: F F#dim7 C/G E/G# Am Was a jolly chap, with a jaunty cap, D G*** always gave my crew good quarter, Oh! C G But I'm best known for blood and guts and gore, C G C* C* C* and a viscous reign of murdering and slaughter, Oh!
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Chorus 1: F C Cm-5 Best known for, blood and guts and gore, G7 G7* C* C* and a viscous reign of murdering and slaughter, Oh! Verse 2: C G Left my home in Bristol with a sword and pistol, C G*** G* bid a fond farewell to ol' Blighty, Oh! C G What my enemies feared was my thik black beard, C G C*** C* which I always enjoyed setting light to, Oh! Pre-chorus 2: F F#dim7 C/G E/G# Am Once I had a thing for a captive's lovely ring, D G that shone like a jewel in the nighty-oh! C G When the man said 'no', I just said 'oh,' C G C* C* C* and chopped of his hand and said 'righty-oh!' Chorus 2: F C Cm-5 Man said 'No.' He said 'Oh,' G7 G7* C* C* chopped of his hand and said 'righty-oh!' [Interlude] G7 Bridge: E Am E Am Oh, I love to sail the ocean, D G D G with my flag that inspired emotion, E Am E Am D With its smiling pile of skull and bones, G D G smashing hearts with a violent, stabbing motion. E Am E Am And I love to escape detection D G D G and to win my crew's affection, E Am E Am which was nothing to do with the twelve guns D G D G he wore on his belt that were for protection. Pre-chorus 3: F F#dim7 C/G E/G# Am I was awfully nice, I had the odd vice, D G which occasionally cause a commotion. C G The thing that I'd do was shoot members of my crew, C G C* C* C* if they didn't show enough devo - tion. Chorus 3: F C Cm-5 The thing he'd do was shoot members of the crew, G7 G7* C* C* if they didn't show enough devo - tion. Verse 4: C G Once when very Irate, I shot my first mate, C G*** G* Israel Hands for a bit of pleasure, Oh! C G And when my debts grew, killed half of my crew, C G C*** C* to increase my share of the treasure, Oh! Pre-chorus 4: F F#dim7 C/G E/G Am Was doing well then, seemed to run out of men, D G my captives boarded at their leisure, Oh! C G Smote me dead then cut of my head, C G C and displayed it on my mast for good measure, Oh! [End-Chorus] F C Cm-5 Smote him dead, chopped off his head, G7 G* C* C* displayed it on the mast for good measure, Oh!
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