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[INTRO]
ADG
[Verse 1]
GCG
Ever since the days of old the Navy's ruled the waves.
DG
For years they've told the world that Britain's never shall be slaves.
CG
The Navy still remembers and you'll often hear them say
A7D
What Nelson told Napoleon upon Trafalgar day.
[Chorus 1]
GD
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves you right.
G
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, you might have been sitting tight
A
You might have been in Civvy Street instead of in the fight
DG
But it serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves you right
CGAD
And it's no use kicking up a row because your nobody's sweetheart now.
GA
You can weep and sigh and pipe your eye but still youre in the fight
DG
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves you right.
[Verse 2]
GCG
I wouldn't mind the Navy if the blinking ship were still
DG
It's all this bobbing up and down that makes me feel so ill.
CG
The seas alright for sharks and whales and things the like of that
A7D
But I'd rather stick my Marlin's Pike in llkley Moor ba'tat
[Chorus 2]
GD
But It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves me right
G
It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, I might have been sitting tight.
A
When I was cleaning windows I would keep em nice and bright
DG
But now I'm polishing portholes, rubbing them up with all me might.
CDGAD
And it's no use kicking up a row because I'm nobody's sweetheart now.
[Verse 3]
GA
One day up in the crows nest I was feeling bright and gay
D
'Til the captain shouted Dont come down, we've taken the ship away'.
G
I used to be a chimney sweep in dear old Wigan town.
A7D
I used to do the lady's down the street for half a crown
GC
But now I don't get nothing for the little jobs I do.
A7D
I wish I was in Wigan sweeping Mrs.Jones's flue.
[Chrous 3]
GD
But it serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves me right
It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, I might have been sitting tight.
GA7
I thought in every port I'd get a cuddle every night
DG
But all I've done is cuddle a gun and work up an appetite.
CDGAD
And it's no use kicking up a row because I'm nobody's sweetheart now.
GA
There's a draught around my fore and aft my jumper's much too tight
DG
I've got barnacles on my binnacle and it ruddy well serves me right.
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[Chorus 4]
GD
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves you right.
G
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, you might have been sitting tight
GA
You can weep and sigh and pipe your eye but still youre in the fight
DG
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves you right.
[OUTRO]
C
A life on the open sea, is not very good for me
DG
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, it jolly well serves you right!