The Glass On The Bar chords by John Schumann And The Vagabond Crew

Chords with lyrics

Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)

Intro:

  A augmentedA     B7B7       E MajorE       A augmentedA    A augmentedA

Verse 1:

   E MajorE              BB
Three bushman one morning  rode up to an Inn
  C# minorC#m              A augmentedA
and one of them called out   for drinks with a grin
    E MajorE            BB
They'd only returned  from a trip to the North
   F# minorF#m            A augmentedA
and, eager to greet them  the landlord came forth
      B7B7      E MajorE        A augmentedA     A augmentedA
He absently poured out a glass of ‘Three Star’
    E MajorE                BB         BB
And he set down that drink  with the rest on the bar

Verse 2:

 E MajorE              BB
“That one’s for Harry”  he said,  “And it's queer
     C# minorC#m            A augmentedA
‘tis the very same glass  that he drank from last year
  E MajorE               BB
His name's on the glass  you can read it like print
  F# minorF#m               A augmentedA
He scratched it himself  with an old piece of flint
        B7B7       E MajorE       A augmentedA    A augmentedA
I remember his drink  it was always ‘Three Star’ “
    E MajorE                 BB
And the Landlord looked out  through the door of the bar
   F# minorF#m    A augmentedA       B7B7      E MajorE

Verse 3:

  E MajorE              BB
He looked at the horses  and counted but three
     C# minorC#m            A augmentedA
“You were always together,  where's Harry”?, cried he
  E MajorE              BB
Oh sadly they looked  at the glass as they said,
     F# minorF#m          A augmentedA
“You may put it away  for our old mate is dead”
        B7B7       E MajorE    A augmentedA  A augmentedA
But one gazing out  o’er the ridges a-far
      E MajorE               BB         BB
Said, “We owe him a shout,  leave his glass on the bar”

Verse 4:

     E MajorE             BB
And they thought of the far away  grave on the plain
   C# minorC#m              A augmentedA
They thought of the comrade  who came not again
     E MajorE              BB
and they lifted their glasses  and sadly they said
  F# minorF#m            A augmentedA
“We drink to the name  of our mate who is dead”
         B7B7          E MajorE      A augmentedA   A augmentedA
And the sunlight streamed in  and a light like a star
     E MajorE              BB
Seemed to glow in the depth  of the glass on the bar
  F# minorF#m    A augmentedA       B7B7      E MajorE

Verse 5:

  E MajorE             BB
And still in that shanty  a tumbler is seen
  C# minorC#m             A augmentedA
It stands by the clock  ever polished and clean
  E MajorE             BB
And often the strangers  will read as they pass
  F# minorF#m           A augmentedA
The name of the bushman  engraved on the glass
         B7B7       E MajorE      A augmentedA   A augmentedA
And though on the shelf   but a dozen there are
   E MajorE               BB
That glass never stands  with the rest on the bar
    A augmentedA    B7B7          E MajorE      A augmentedA   A augmentedA
And the sunlight streamed in  and a light like a star
     E MajorE              BB
Seemed to glow in the depth  of the glass on the bar
  F# minorF#m    A augmentedA       B7B7      E MajorE