The East Pointers — John Wallace

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JOHN WALLACE
As recorded by The East Pointers
(From the 2017 Album WHAT WE LEAVE BEHIND)



[Intro]
E

[Verse 1]
E
The smoke is a'blowing son
                                    A
And the flames reaching high to the sky
       E
It was there for the knowing son
                   C#m              A
That the fever was clear in his eyes
   E
He told of the Wallace son
              C#m
Taken over by hellish blue death
       E
It's a wonder he made it here
                     C#m
But the stables they suited him best

[Chorus]
B  E          A      E
Oh oh and his body's aching
B  E         A        E
Oh oh and my heart is breaking
B  E           A         E
Oh oh not even god could save him

[Verse 2]
E
Oh oh
        A
Can you give me a minute
A
I need a place to lay
          C#m
I've been swimming from the Wallace
   A            E
So many a mile away
      A
And I know I was in it
A
I know that I'm not well
A
If you give me a minute sir
A
The stories I could tell

[Interlude]
B C#m A

[Chorus]
                    B   C#m A
The stories I could tell
                             B   C#m A
Oh oh oh the stories I could tell
                             B   C#m A
Oh oh oh the stories I could tell

[Verse 3]
   E
We sailed here from Liverpool
                C#m
On a journey of forty-two days
    E
The fever came early on
                   C#m              A
And the captain he couldn't be saved
          E
They were turned away in Georgetown
                   C#m
As the word of the trouble had spread
       E
By the time they had run aground
            C#m
Most of the shipmates were dead

[Chorus]
B  E          A      E
Oh oh and his body's aching
B  E         A        E
Oh oh and my heart is breaking
B  E           A         E
Oh oh not even god could save him

[Verse 4]
        A
Can you give me a minute
A
I need a place to lay
          C#m
I've been swimming from the Wallace
   A            E
So many a mile away
      A
And I know I was in it
A
I know that I'm not well
A
If you give me a minute sir
A                        B C#m A
The stories I could tell

[Bridge]
                    B   C#m A
The stories I could tell
                    B   C#m A
The stories I could tell
                    B   C#m A  E
The stories I could tell

[Verse 5]
E
The Gulf of St. Lawrence son
              C#m
Sure makes an icy cold grave
    E
The Wallace is in it son
                                 C#m
And the people whose passage she gave
   E
He cheated the water son
                             A
But the fever has sure taken hold
    E
The smoke is a blowing son
                 C#m
A prairie should save for his soul

[Verse 6]
        A
Can you give me a minute
A
I need a place to lay
          C#m
I've been swimming from the Wallace
   B            E
So many a mile away
      A
And I know I was in it sir
A
I know that I'm not well
A
If you give me a minute sir
A                       B C#m
The stories I could tell

[Outro]
    A                   B C#m
The stories I could tell
    A                   B C#m
The stories I could tell
 B  C#m
(Oh oh oh)
    A                   B C#m
The stories I could tell
    A                   B C#m A  B C#m
The stories I could tell
                    B   C#m A
The stories I could tell
                    B   C#m A
The stories I could tell