Difficulty
Intermediate 💪
Rate for accuracy
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Key: F
Verse 1:
Lord Summerisle
F Gm Am Dm
There was a tinker lived of late, who walked the streets of Rye
Bb Gm+5 A Dm
He bore his pack upon his back, patches and plugs did cry
F G7 C Am
"Oh, I have brass within my bag, my hammer's full of metal
Bb G C F
And as to skill, I well can clout and mend a broken kettle"
C
Miss Rose
F Gm Am Dm
A maiden did this tinker meet, and to him boldly say
Bb Gm+5 A Dm
"For sure my kettle hath much need, if you will pass my way"
F G7 C Am
She took the tinker by the hand and led him to her door
Bb G C F
Says she, "My kettle I will show, and you can clout it sure"
Chorus:
F G7 C Am
For patching and plugging is his delight
Bb Gm C F
His work goes forward, day and night
Lord Summerisle
F Gm Am Dm
"Fair maid," says he, "your kettle's cracked, the cause is plainly told:
Bb Gm A Dm
Thеre hath so many nails been drove mine own could not takе hold"
Verse 4:
F G7 C Am
Says she, "It hath endured some knocks, and more it may, I know
Bb G C F
I’m sure a large, large nail will hold if it was struck in so"
Chorus:
F G7 C Am
For patching and plugging is his delight
Bb Gm C F
His work goes forward, day and night
Song History
Published: June 12, 2024
Last Updated: June 12, 2024