Abdul The Bulbul Amir chords by Traditional

Chords with lyrics

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

Difficulty: Novice

Verse 1:
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The sons of the prophet were brave men and bold
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And quite unaccustomed to fear,
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But the bravest by far in the ranks of the Shah
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Was Abdul, the Bulbul Amir.


Verse 2:
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When they needed a man to encourage the van,
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Or to harass a foe from the rear,
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Storm fort or redoubt, they had only to shout
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For Abdul, the Bulbul Amir.

Verse 3:
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This son of the desert in battle aroused,
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Could split twenty men on his spear.
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A augmentedA terrible creature, sober or soused,
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Was Abdul, the Bulbul Amir.


Verse 4:
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Now the heroes were plenty and well known to fame
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Who fought in the ranks of the Czar;
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But the bravest of these was a man by the name
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Of Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.


Verse 5:
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He could imitate Irving, play poker and pool,
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And strum on the Spanish guitar;
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In fact, quite the cream of the Muscovite team
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Was Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.

Verse 6:
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The ladies all loved him, his rivals were few;
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He could drink them all under the bar.
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As gallant or tank, there was no one to rank
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With Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.


Verse 7:
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One day this bold Russian had shouldered his gun,
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And donned his most truculent sneer;
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Downtown he did go, where he trod on the toe
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Of Abdul, the Bulbul Amir.


Verse 8:
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"Young man," said Bulbul, "has your life grown so dull
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That you're anxious to end your career ?
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Vile infidel, know you have trod on the toe
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Of Abdul, the Bulbul Amir."


Verse 9:
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"So take your last look at sunshine and brook,
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And send your regrets to the Czar,
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By which I imply, you are going to die,
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Mr. Ivan Skavinsky Skivar."


Verse 10:
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Said Ivan, "My friend, your remarks in the end
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Will avail you but little, I fear;
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For you ne'er will survive to repeat them alive,
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Mr. Abdul, the Bulbul Amir."


Verse 11:
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Then that bold Mameluke drew his trusty skibouk,
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With a cry of "Allah Akbar."
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And with murderous intent, he ferociously went
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For Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.


Verse 12:
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They parried and thrust, they sidestepped and cussed,
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Of blood they spilled a great part;
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The philologist blokes, who seldom crack jokes,
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Say that hash was first made on that spot.


Verse 13:
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They fought all that night, 'neath the pale yellow moon
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The din, it was heard from afar,
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And huge multitudes came, so great was the fame,
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Of Abdul and Ivan Skivar.


Verse 14:
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As Abdul's long knife was extracting the life,
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In fact he had shouted "Huzzah"
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He felt himself struck by that wily Calmuck
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Count Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.


Verse 15:
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The sultan drove by in his red-breasted fly,
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Expecting the victor to cheer,
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But he only drew nigh just to hear the last sigh
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Of Abdul, the Bulbul Amir.


Verse 16:
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Czar Petrovich, too, in his spectacles blue,
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Rode up in his new crested car;
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He arrived just in time to exchange a last line
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With Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.


Verse 17:
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There's a tomb rises up where the Blue Danube rolls,
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And 'graved there in characters clear
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Are, "Stranger, when passing, oh pray for the soul
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Of Abdul, the Bulbul Amir."


Verse 18:
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A augmentedA Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps
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'Neath the light of the pale polar star,
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And the name that she murmurs so oft as she weeps,
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Is Ivan Skavinsky Skivar.