Mischief Brew – A Liquor Never Brewed (Ukulele)

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Gm
There was a knockin' at my door

Cm                  Gm
It's the dreaded landlord

    Cm                 Gm       Dm                 Gm
He wants his rent and wants it now, he is careless how

    Eb                  Bb     Cm    Dm Cm
He left us in a vacant daze, asking how we got here.

 Gm                 Dm               Am                 Gm
And we retired to slumber but, the glasses never were rinsed.

 Gm
There was a tappin' on my back

 Cm                Gm
It's the dreaded foreman

   Cm                    Gm         Dm            Gm
I think I see a smile through his teeth and his cigar

   Eb               Bb   Cm Dm Cm   
He put my hands to work otherwise do nothin'

 Gm             Dm             Am                       Gm         
And I made a thousand things today, I'm sure I'll never use.

 Gm
There was a ringin' on my phone

    Cm              Gm          Dm                  Gm
I picked it up to answer, they said they were my comrade.

     Eb                   Bb
But they couldn't say my name

      Eb                   Bb
So I asked them about the sun and moon

                  Cm    Dm   Cm
And what their thoughts on time were

      Gm             Dm             Am               Gm
They hung it up in madness and went on to punch the clock

Cm                                         Gm
And somewhere there's a sound of someone singing

   Dm                         Gm
I got an invitation once to liberty

              Eb                     Gm
They had a mischief brew but, not goblets were used

   Am                          Am           Bb   Am
Besting rum or porter 'tis a liquor never brewed.
Never brewed...
Gm Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm Dm Gm
Na na na...

 Gm
There was a knockin' at my door

      Cm             Gm
It's the dreaded policemen

          Dm                        Gm
He had a ticket to enter signed by fools of Sanford laws

           Eb              Bb          Cm   Dm     Cm
And he questioned me on politics and scored my generation

    Gm               Dm        Am        Gm
For not respecting elders and lands authority

Gm
When the landlord came to knock,

Cm                   Gm
I said "Come back tomorrow

  Cm                        Gm                Bb
There's more life I'll be living than just slaving for your wage

    Eb                  Bb
And to the troop and foreman.

        Eb          Bb      Am
Make yourself the things I don't use.

         Gm            Dm           Am            Gm
For I'm off into the forest for a liquor never brewed!"

Cm                                         Gm
And somewhere there's a sound of someone singing

   Dm                         Gm
I got an invitation once to liberty

              Eb                     Gm
They had a mischief brew but, not goblets were used

   Am                          Am           Bb   Am
Besting rum or porter 'tis a liquor never brewed.