The Dubliners – The Sick Note (Guitar)

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Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of me plight

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And at the time of writing, I am not a pretty sight;

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Me body is all black and blue, me face a deathly gray

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And I write this note to say why Paddy's not at work today

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While working on the fourteenth floor some bricks I had to clear;

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Now, to throw them down from such a height was not a good idea

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The foreman wasn't very pleased, he being an awkward sod

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He said I'd have to cart them down the ladders in me hod

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Now, clearing all these bricks by hand it was so very slow

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So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below

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But in me haste to do the job I was too blind to see

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That a barrelful of building bricks was heavier than me

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So when I untied the rope the barrel fell like lead

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And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead

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Well, I shot up like a rocket 'til to my dismay I found

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That halfway up I met the bloody barrel comming down

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Well, the barrel broke me shoulder as to the ground it sped

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And when I reached the top I banged the pully with me head

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Well, I clung on tight through numbed shock from this almighty blow

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And the barrel spilled out half the bricks fourteen floors below

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Now, when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor

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I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more;

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Still clinging tightly to the rope, I sped towards the ground

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And I landed on the brocken bricks that were all scattered round

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Well, I lay there groaning on the ground, I thought I'd passed the worst

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When the barrel hit the pully-wheel and then the bottom burst

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Well, a shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope

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As I lay there moaning on the ground, I let go of the bloody rope

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The barrel than being heavier, it started down once more

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And landed right across me, as I lay upon the floor

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Well, it broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say

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That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at work today