Miracle Of Sound

Miracle Of Sound

Ploughing A Troll
nível intermediario
Verse 
      Dm 
There once was a farmer from old Flotsam town 
        N.C. 
Who was tired of sowing his seeds on the ground 
   N.C. 
He went for a wander and walked till the dawn 
       N.C. 
Till a wanton old she troll he stumbled upon 
 

[Refrão]
Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll! Dm Am The gods only know how the key fits the hole Bb Dm Around in the stinking great den they did roll A Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll! Verse Dm The farmer he knew it was love at first sight N.C. They ploughed through the morning and into the night N.C. With teeth rotten black and a rank leather hide N.C. This hideous creature his bestial bride
[Refrão]
Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll! Dm Am The gods only know how the key fits the hole Bb Dm A cavernous cave for his puny old pole A Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll! Verse Dm After time his excitement it started to droop N.C. He groaned at her farts and her cold onion soup N.C. The troll fixed his eye with a scowl made of stone N.C. And when the guards came around all they found were his bones
[Refrão]
Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he was ploughing a troll! Dm Am The gods only know how the key fit the hole Bb Dm No burial mound and no rest for his soul A Dm Because hey-ho he was ploughing a troll! Instrumental (same as Chorus) Dm A Dm Dm Am Bb Dm A Dm
[Refrão]
Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he was ploughing a troll! Dm Am The gods only know how the key fit the hole Bb Dm A dirty auld tale from the bed to the bowl A Dm Because hey-ho he was ploughing a troll! Outro F E Eb Dm Ploughing a troll F E Eb Dm Ploughing a troll F E Eb Dm Ploughing a troll

Enviado por: Sabrina Joao

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