Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
Key: C majorC
Difficulty: Novice
C majorC G+G FF G+G
You had us fooled little lady on the street
C majorC G+G FF G+G
wearing deathly grey and shuffling your feet
C majorC G+G FF G+G
With your eyes fixed on the footpath we’d often say hello
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
But your mind was on a replay of a story long ago
Verse 2:
C majorC G+G FF G+G
Seventeen she was like all the stars that shined
C majorC G+G FF G+G
The prettiest of all in a touring chorus line
C majorC G+G FF G+G
When she was dancing she was riding on the sky
FF C majorC FF C majorC
From Australia to New Zealand she kicked her heals up high
Chorus:
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
FF C majorC G+G
To cheer the winning satins past the post
Verse 3:
C majorC G+G FF G+G
A augmentedA man trained all the good horses see the pictures on the wall
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Pictures in the kitchen and pictures in the hall
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Horses that were famous all the time without a fear
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O’Conner was the big time the trainer of the year
Chorus:
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
FF C majorC G+G
To cheer the winning satins past the post
Verse 4:
C majorC G+G FF G+G
Would she keep on dancing surely nature gest
C majorC G+G FF G+G
She posts the big-time punters and the squatters from out west
C majorC G+G FF G+G
They land home in their limousine and drink a whisky dry
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And brag about the nags from Scone to Boggabri
Chorus:
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
FF C majorC G+G
To cheer the winning satins past the post
Verse 5:
C majorC G+G FF G+G
She had us fooled little lady on the street
C majorC G+G FF G+G
wearing deathly grey and shuffling her feet
C majorC G+G FF G+G
With her eyes fixed on the footpath we’d often say hello
FF C majorC G+G C majorC
But her mind was on a replay of a story long ago