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Bless Em All

George Formby
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D-DU-UDU
 They say  there's a troopship just leaving Bombay, bound for old Blighty shore
 Heavily laden with time expired men, bound  for the land they adore.
 There's many  an airman just finishing his time, there's many a twerp signing on.
 You'll get no promotion  this side  of the ocean,  so cheer  up my lads,  Bless 'em All.
 Bless em All,  Bless em All, the long and the short  and the tall
Bless  all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
Bless  all the corprals  and their  blinkin sons,
 Cos were saying  goodbye to them all, as back  to their billets they crawl
 You'll get  no promotion  this side  of the ocean,  so cheer  up my lads,  Bless 'em All
 They say  if you work hard you'll get better pay
 We've heard all that before
 Clean up your buttons and polish your boots
Scrub  out the barrack room floor
 There's many  a rookie has taken it in, hook line and sinker an 'all
 You'll get  no promotion  this side  of the ocean,  so cheer  up my lads,  Bless em All
 Bless em All,  Bless em All, the long and the short  and the tall
Bless  all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
Bless  all the corprals  and their  blinkin sons,
 Cos were saying  goodbye to them all, as back  to their billets they crawl
 You'll get  no promotion  this side  of the ocean,  so cheer  up my lads,  Bless em All
 Now they say  that the Sergeant's a very nice chap, oh what a tale to tell.
 Ask him for leave on a Saturday night and he'll  pay your fare home as well.
 There's many  an airman has blighted his life through writing rude words on the wall
 You'll get  no promotion  this side  of the ocean,  so cheer  up my lads,  Bless em All
 Bless em All,  Bless em All, the long and the short  and the tall
Bless  all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
Bless  all the corprals  and their  blinkin sons,
 Cos were saying  goodbye to them all, as back  to their billets they crawl
 You'll get  no promotion  this side  of the ocean,  so cheer  up my lads,  Bless em All
Nobody  knows what a twerp  you have been,  so cheer  up my lads,  bless em all

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Readable chord sheet for Bless Em All by George Formby

[A] [A7] [D]

They [D]say there's a troopship just leaving Bombay, bound for old Blighty [A]shore
Heavily laden with time expired men, [A7]bound for the land they a[D]dore.
There's [D]many an airman just finishing his time, there's many a twerp signing [A]on.
You'll get no pro[A7]motion this [A]side of the [A7]ocean, so [A]cheer up my [A7]lads, Bless 'em [D]All.

Bless em [D]All, Bless em All, the long and the [D7]short and the [G]tall
[A]Bless all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
[E7]Bless all the [E]corprals and [A]their blinkin [A7]sons,
Cos were s[D]aying goodbye to them all, as [D7]back to their billets they cr[G]awl
You'll [A]get no pro[A7]motion this [A]side of the [A7]ocean, so [A]cheer up my [A7]lads, Bless 'em [D]All

They [D]say if you work hard you'll get better pay
We've heard all that be[A]fore

Clean up your buttons and polish your boots
[A7]Scrub out the barrack room [D]floor
There's [D]many a rookie has taken it in, hook line and sinker an '[A]all
You'll [A]get no pro[A7]motion this [A]side of the [A7]ocean, so [A]cheer up my [A7]lads, Bless em A[D]ll

Bless em [D]All, Bless em All, the long and the [D7]short and the [G]tall
[A]Bless all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
[E7]Bless all the [E]corprals and [A]their blinkin [A7]sons,
Cos were s[D]aying goodbye to them all, as [D7]back to their billets they cr[G]awl
You'll [A]get no pro[A7]motion this [A]side of the [A7]ocean, so [A]cheer up my [A7]lads, Bless em A[D]ll

Now they [D]say that the Sergeant's a very nice chap, oh what a tale to [A]tell.
Ask him for leave on a Saturday night and [A7]he'll pay your fare home as [D]well.
There's [D]many an airman has blighted his life through writing rude words on the [A]wall
You'll [A]get no pro[A7]motion this [A]side of the [A7]ocean, so [A]cheer up my [A7]lads, Bless em A[D]ll

Bless em [D]All, Bless em All, the long and the [D7]short and the [G]tall
[A]Bless all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
[E7]Bless all the [E]corprals and [A]their blinkin [A7]sons,
Cos were s[D]aying goodbye to them all, as [D7]back to their billets they cr[G]awl
You'll [A]get no pro[A7]motion this [A]side of the [A7]ocean, so [A]cheer up my [A7]lads, Bless em A[D]ll

[D]Nobody knows what a [G]twerp you have [Gm]been, so [E]cheer up my [A7]lads, bless  em [D]all

[A]    [G]
[A7]   [G7]
[D]    [C]
[D7]   [C7]
[G]    [F]
[E7]   [D7]
[Gm]   [Fm]

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