The Dead South taby ukulele według The Dead South

intro:
Dm A# A
Dm A# A Dm
Dm A# A Dm
Dm A# A Dm

1st verse:
                                      A#             A
Oh pass the rum on down the line it's getting pretty cold
          Dm                                     A#           A
It's been nine straight days of hell and burning fires in the snow
      Dm                              A#                 A
And I haven't seen my baby since that old black ship set sail
      Dm                                A#         A            Dm
We're holding out 'till winter dies and hoping our strength prevails

instrumental:
Dm A
Dm A# A Dm

2nd verse:
                                      A#                 A
The full moon peaks around the clouds as the grey wolves cry
    Dm                                  A#           A
The hour's getting late and we've drunk every bottle dry
     Dm                                           A#        A
Just one more march from dusk 'till dawn 'till we finally arrive
       Dm                                     A#         A        Dm
At the gates of those who long ago burned our houses and took our lives

chorus:
N.C.
And we'll sing
Dm                        A#              A
We are the Dead South who came across the sea
   Dm                                 A#      A   Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
                A#         A              Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
                             A#                A            Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round

3rd verse:
                                      A#             A
The wind is at our back the ground is shaking at our feet
Dm                                 A#              A
Marching for the gates we pray the lord my soul to keep
    Dm                           A#              A
For if we ever get ourselves out from this mess alive
        Dm                                     A#    A     Dm
I'll be singing this song for years to say I'm happy we survived

chorus:
N.C.
And we'll sing
Dm                        A#              A
We are the Dead South who came across the sea
   Dm                                 A#      A   Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
                A#         A              Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
                             A#                A            Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
                 A#                A            Dm
Tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round

chorus: <-- (only the bass is playing in this section, try muting the strings to play along)
N.C.
And we'll sing
Dm                        A#              A
We are the Dead South who came across the sea
   Dm                                 A#      A   Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
                A#         A              Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
                             A#                A            Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round

chorus/outro:
Dm                        A#              A
We are the Dead South who came across the sea
   Dm                                 A#      A   Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
                A#         A              Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
                             A#                A            Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
                 A#                A            Dm
Tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
                 A#                A            Dm
Tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round