Forty Pound Wedding

         G
Well, as I walked down the metal road
                   C
With all but forty pounds
G
Only the bells around my waist
                      D
The cut-throats to confound
   G
No sharp-eyed rogue would rob me
                C
No vagabond likewise
      G                       G              D                    G
And I bet my hide I'll win my bride with the flashing bright-blue eyes

          G
Well, the first I met was a tinker
                   C
With gold rings to sell
G
Each one cost a tenner
                         D
But some looked twice as well
      G
And I said, "That's lucky for me,"
                     C
And parted with some cash
   G
To take a golden wedding band
   D            G
To my deserving lass

         G
Well, as I walked down the metal road
                    C
With all but thirty pounds
G
Only the bells around my waist
                      D
The cut-throats to confound
   G
No sharp-eyed rogue would rob me
                C
No vagabond likewise
      G                       G              D                    G
And I bet my hide I'll win my bride with the flashing bright-blue eyes

Well, the next I met was a gypsy
She had a yard of Honiton lace
Eyes as brown as berries
With an honest, open face
And I said "That's lucky for me,"
And parted with some cash
To take a beautiful wedding veil
To my deserving lass

         G
Well, as I walked down the metal road
                    C
With all but twenty pounds
G
Only the bells around my waist
                      D
The cut-throats to confound
   G
No sharp-eyed rogue would rob me
                C
No vagabond likewise
      G                       G              D                    G
And I bet my hide I'll win my bride with the flashing bright-blue eyes

          G
Well, the next I met was an urchin
                      C
He had orchids by the score
G
Blues and reds and yellows
                     D
To make the sun feel sore
      G
And I said "That's lucky for me,"
                     C
And parted with some cash
   G
To take a rare wedding bouquet
   D            G
To my deserving lass

         G
Well, as I walked down the metal road
                    C
With all but ten pounds
G
Only the bells around my waist
                      D
The cut-throats to confound
   G
No sharp-eyed rogue would rob me
                C
No vagabond likewise
      G                       G              D                    G
And I bet my hide I'll win my bride with the flashing bright-blue eyes

          G
Well, the last I met was a farmer
                       C
He had a Magnum of champagne
   G
He wanted fifteen guineas
                           D
But I clinched it just the same
      G
And I said, "That's lucky for me!
                   C
Now we can raise a glass
    G
And drink a sparkling wedding toast
   D            G
To my deserving lass!"

Well, my Father is an ignorant man
You can hear him loudly call
"It's a curtain ring on her finger
And her veil's a gypsy's shawl
And what a fine bunch of wayside weeds
Fresh-picked from down the lane
And a wedding cup of cider sets us on the road again."

         G
Well, as I walked down the metal road
                   C
With never a weary pound
G
Only the bells around my waist
                      D
The cut-throats to confound
   G
No sharp-eyed rogue would rob me
                C
No vagabond likewise
      G                  G                     D                    G
And I kept my hide and I won my bride with the flashing bright-blue eyes

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