Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – The Ballad Of Robert Moore And Betty Coltrane (Ukulele)
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[Verse 1]
Dm There was a thickset man with frog eyes who was standing at the door C And a little bald man with wing-nut ears was waiting in the car Bb C Gm C Well, Robert Moore passed the frog-eyed man as he walked into the bar Dm And Betty Coltrane, she jumped under her table
[Verse 2]
Dm "What's your pleasure?", asked the barman, he had a face like boiled meat C "There's a girl called Betty Coltrane that I have come to see" Bb C Gm C "But I ain't seen that girl 'round here for more than a week" Dm And Betty Coltrane, she hid beneath the table
[Verse 3]
Dm Well, then in came a sailor with mermaids tattooed on his arms C Followed by the man with the wing-nut ears who was waitin' in the car Bb C Gm C Well, Robert Moore sensed trouble, he'd seen it comin' from afar Dm And Betty Coltrane, she gasped beneath the table
[Verse 4]
Dm Ah well, the sailor said, "I'm looking for my wife, they call her Betty Coltrane" C And the frog-eyed man said, "That can't be, that's my wife's maiden name" Bb C Gm C And the man with the wing-nut ears said, "Hey, I married her back in Spain" Dm And Betty Coltrane crossed herself beneath the table
[Verse 5]
Dm Well, Robert Moore stepped up and said, "That woman is my wife" C And he drew a silver pistol and a wicked bowie knife Bb C Gm C And he shot the man with the wing-nut ears straight between the eyes Dm And Betty Coltrane, she moaned under the table
[Verse 6]
Dm Ah well, the frog-eyed man jumped at Robert Moore who stabbed him in the chest C And as Mister Frog-Eyes died he said, "Betty, you're the girl that I loved best" Bb C Gm C Then the sailor pulled a razor, Robert blasted it to bits Dm "And Betty, I know you're under the table"
[Verse 7]
Dm "Well, have no fear," said Robert Moore, "I do not wanna hurt you" C "Never a woman did I love me half as much as you" Bb C Gm C "You are the blessed sun, girl, and you are the sacred moon" Dm And Betty shot his legs out from under the table
[Verse 8]
Dm Well, Robert Moore went down heavy with a crash upon the floor C And over to his thrashin' body, Betty Coltrane, she did crawl Bb C Gm C She put the gun to the back of his head and pulled the trigger once more Dm And blew his brains out all over the table
[Verse 9]
Dm Well, Betty stood up and shook her head and waved the smoke away C Said, "I'm sorry, Mister Barman, to leave your place this way" Bb C Gm C As she emptied out their wallets she said, "I'll collect my severance pay" Dm Then she winked and threw a dollar on the table