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Verse 1
Good (E minor) evening all ye jolly lads,
I'm (G major) glad to find you (D major) well
If ye (E minor) gather all around me now,
me (D major) story I will tell
For I've (E minor) got a situation
and we've (G major) got a handy job
(D major) I can (E minor) whisper live a weekly
wage of nineteen bob
It's (G major) twelve months come October
since I left me native home
And we're (E minor) helping in Killarney boys
to (D major) bring the harvest down
But (E minor) now I wear a Gansi
and a (G major) rowanry waist of (D major) felt
I'm the (E minor) gaffer of the squad
that makes the hot -hatch belt
Well, we (G major) laid it in the hollows
and we laid it in the flat
And it (E minor) doesn't last forever,
sure, it's (D major) wearin' in me hat
Well, I (E minor) wonder, don't you tell me more,
but (G major) sure, I never felt
(D major) Any (E minor) sur face that was able
to the hot -hatch belt (D major) (E minor)
The other night a copper
comes
and (G major) says to me in a (D major) choir
Won't you (E minor) kindly let me light my
pipe down (D major) at your boiler fire?
Well he (E minor) pranks himself
right down round me
with (G major) hot nails up so (D major) neat
Says (E minor) I'm a decent man,
you'd better go and mind your feet
He (G major) ups and yabs and down on you
and I'm up to all your pranks
But I (E minor) know you for a trader
from the (D major) Tipperary ranks
Boys, I (E minor) hit straight from the shoulder,
and I (G major) gave him such a (D major) belt
That I (E minor) knocked him into the boiler pool
of the hot hash belt
Well, we (G major) laid it in the hollows,
and we laid it in the flat
And it (E minor) doesn't last forever,
sure, I (D major) swear I leaked me hat
Well, I (E minor) wandered up and down the war,
but (G major) sure, I (D major) never felt
Any (E minor) sur face that was equal
to the hot hash belt
We quickly dragged him out again
and we (G major) drew him into the (D major) tub
And with (E minor) soap and boiling water
we began (D major) to rub and scrub
But (E minor) dibbled a tinky pint
and it (G major) turned his heart a (D major) -stone
And with (E minor) every other rupture
you (D major) could (E minor) hear the copper growl
I'm (G major) thinking, says Elroy Lee,
that he's looking like Elnick
And (E minor) Bernie, if we're not inclined
to (D major) cleave him with me pick
Says (E minor) I, it would be easier to
(G major) boil him till he melt (D major) s
And to (E minor) stir him nice and easy
in the hot ash belt
Well, we (G major) laid it in the hollows
and we laid it in the flat
And it (E minor) doesn't last forever,
sure, it's (D major) rather lengthy hat
But I (E minor) wandered up and down the world
for (G major) sure I never felt
(D major) Any (E minor) sur face that was equal
to the hot ash belt (D major) (E minor)
You may talk about your sailors,
ballads, (G major) singers and the (D major) rest
Your shoe (E minor) makers and your tailors,
but who (D major) pays the ladies best?
The (E minor) only ones who know the way
to (G major) get their hearts to (D major) melt
And the (E minor) lads around the boiler
making the hot hash melt
With (G major) rubbing and a scrubbing
sure they caught me dead of cold
And for (E minor) scientific purposes
keep (D major) money it was sold
In the (E minor) Celtic Gulf, Missouri
boys aren't (G major) hanging any part
(D major) As a (E minor) monument to the Irish
making a hot hashed out
Well, (G major) laid it in the hollows
and we laid it in the flat
And it (E minor) doesn't last forever,
sure, I (D major) swear I linked the hat
Well, I (E minor) wandered up and down the hall,
but (G major) sure, I never felt
(D major) Any (E minor) cir cumstance was equal
to (D major) the (E minor) hot hashed out
But he (G major) laid it in the hollows
and he laid it in the grout
And it (E minor) doesn't last forever,
sure, I (D major) swear, I think he had
But I've (E minor) wandered up
and down the world,
sure, (G major) I never felt
(D major) And he (E minor) said the stat was equal
to the heart, I spelt
(D major) (E minor) (D major) (E minor)
The Hot Asphalt
Dublin City Ramblers
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