Great Big Pickled Gherkin

C F G C Now some folks go for fish and chips and others they like meat C F G C But now I’ll sing a song to you of what I like to eat F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin C F G C You may have heard the famous tale, it’s one I’ll always like C F G C Of the boy who stopped the raging flood with his finger in the dike F C D7 G But the truth about this little boy you’ll never hear I’m certain F C G C He didn’t stick his finger in, he used a pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin C F G C Now Popeye was a sailor man, that’s something you all know C F G C And you know how he and Olive Oyl fought the great big bad Bluto F C D7 G But Popeye had a secret food to keep his muscles workin’ F C G C Yes, hidden in his spinach tin he kept a pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin C F G C Now just outside Nottingham in a forest called Sherwood C F G C There lived a famous outlaw by the name of Robin Hood F C D7 G To trick the sheriff and his men he kept inside his jerkin F C G C Not his trusty sword or his trusty bow but his trusty pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin C F G C Now Jack the Ripper was a rogue in Queen Victoria’s day C F G C At every opportunity, loose women he would slay F C D7 G And every night Whitechapel way you’d find the beggar lurkin’ F C G C Poised to hit them on the head with a great big pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin C F G C The French they had an emperor by the name of Bonaparte C F G C You may wonder why he’s always shown with his hand upon his heart F C D7 G But when Josephine said “not tonight” and up he needed perkin’ F C G C He simply reached inside his coat for a great big pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin C F G C It’s of an evil Scotsman named Macbeth that I will sing C F G C And how together with his wife he planned to slay the king F C D7 G But as he stood by Duncan’s bed a bout to plunge his dirk in F C G C The king sat up and offered him a great big pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin C F G C Now life on Earth it is but short, that’s something you all know C F G C And all our brass we just cannot take it with us when we go F C D7 G But I will die a happy man from death I’ll not be shirkin’ F C G C If only I can take with me a great big pickled gherkin F C D7 G It’s long and green and it looks obscene and it always has me burpin’ F C G C But I must confess what I like best is a great big pickled gherkin