The John Bull Tin

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He said his [G]pride and joy was [D]that ol' John Bull [C]Tin....   [G]

1.  [G]He said it saved him from a [D]bullet once
But [C]I did not bel[G]ieve
[G]He's just an old man in the park half drunk on [D]rum
As he [G]rolled another [D]smoke and [C]closed the John Bull [G]Tin
[G]He said, "I've carried that since [D]194[G]1."

[G]Rubbed and [C]worn a shiny silver
Blue [G]letters chipped away
[G]His memories and tabacco fit with[D]in
He had [G]one religious [G7]medal that he [C]carried near his [G]heart
[G]But his pride and joy was [D]that old John Bull [G]Tin

2.  [G]He said. "It used to be a [D]tire patch kit
But [C]that was long [G]ago
[G]It's memories and tabacco now my [D]friend
Ya know [G]some folks need a magic [D]lamp
To [C]conjure up their [G]dreams
[G]But mine are kept [D]inside the John Bull [G]Tin."

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3.  [G]I found it lyin' [D]in the grass
In a [C]park near Shepherd's [G]Bush
[G]I never saw that old man [D]again
I [G]guess he rolled a [D]final smoke
And [C]went to his re[G]ward
[G]Why else would he have [D]dropped the John Bull [G]Tin?

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[G]His pride and joy was [D]that old John Bull [C]Tin  [D]     [G]