No Capo
Standard Tuning
[Intro]
E F#m G#m F#m
E F#m G#m F#m
[Verse]
E F#m
Hello Dan, it's Joe here,
G#m F#m
I hope you're keeping well,
E F#m
it’s the 21st of December
G#m F#m
now they’re ringing the last bell.
A G#m
If I get good behaviour
A B
I'll be out of here by July,
E F#m
won’t you kiss my kids on Christmas day,
G#m F#m E
please don't let them cry for me.
F#m G#m F#m
[Verse]
E F#m
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland
G#m F#m
and Stella's flying in from the coast.
E F#m
They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe,
G#m F#m
but that won't stop the roast.
A G#m
Who's gonna make the gravy now?
A B
I bet it won't taste the same
E F#m
Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a
G#m F#m
dollop of tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang.
[Bridge]
E F#m
And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly,
G#m F#m
Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time.
E F#m
And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her,
G#m F#m E
early Christmas morning, when I'm standing in line.
F#m G#m F#m
[Verse]
E F#m
I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend,
G#m F#m
I hope he can hold his own
E F#m
Do you remember the last one? What was his name again?
G#m F#m
(Just a little too much cologne)
A G#m
And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger
A B
'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
[Bridge]
E F#m
Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas,
G#m F#m
I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash
E F#m
And later in the evening, I can just imagine,
G#m F#m
You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back
E F#m
And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her,
G#m F#m
Just don't hold her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the back
E F#m
I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up,
G#m F#m
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
E F#m
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me,
G#m F#m
I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat
E F#m
Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly,
G#m F#m
tell 'em all I'm sorry, and kiss the sleepy children for me.
E F#m
You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy,
G#m F#m E
I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back.
F#m G#m F#m
[Outro]
E F#m G#m F#m
E F#m G#m F#m