Bring Out Your Dead
- Ye Banished Privateers
Key: Dm Dm ·
Orig: Dm ·
Capo:
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Time: 4/4 ·
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Chorus 1
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n' poor man's shed,
Bb F C Dm
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n' red.
Bb F C Dm
We've reached the end o' days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!
Verse 1
Dm C
After seven months at sea, 'round cape horn with ivory,
Bb A
We reached the british piers at the old port of tangier.
Dm C
I went out to celebrate, with me Cap'n n' first mate,
Bb A
We met with many wenches, gypsy girls n' pretty Frechies.
Pre-Chorus 1
Dm C
A pretty lass n' her sister, had a rash with nasty blisters,
Bb A
But I've had me share of shy afflictions, fer lassies be me one addiction.
Dm A Bb F
One thing to another led, I fell asleep upon their bed,
Gm A
But woke next day with two dead whores n' screams outside me door.
Chorus 2
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n' poor man's shed,
Bb F C Dm
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n' red.
Bb F C Dm
We've reached the end o' days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!
Riff 1
Dm A Bb F Dm C Bb Dm Dm A Bb F Dm C Bb A
Verse 2
Dm C
To find me drunken friends I ran, fer ye Spanish cost we sail begun.
Bb A
As soon as we set foot ashore, me throat felt swollen, dry n' soar.
Dm C
I with an old physician met, fer a medical opinion get.
Bb A
He stared at me in stark dismay, said – Son you've got bubonic plague!
Pre-Chorus 2
Dm C
Come next morn', the quack was dead, with pus-filled blisters on his head,
Bb A
But I felt stronger than before, and went out fer to the town explore.
Dm A Bb F
The streets with panicked men where filled, half the town in plague was killed.
Gm A
A flagellant procession yelled, repent or burn in hell!
Chorus 3
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n' poor man's shed,
Bb F C Dm
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n' red.
Bb F C Dm
We've reached the end o' days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!
Riff 2
Dm A Bb F Dm C Bb Dm Dm A Bb F Dm C Bb A
Verse 3
Dm C
We sailed up north to native land, fer London went our merry band.
Bb A
As we filled the taverns with our crew, I got a feel of déjà vu'.
Dm C
Like in every other town we'd been, since the day we lost McGuinn,
Bb A
People started turning pale, behind us now a deadly trail.
Pre-Chorus 3
Dm C
Suddenly I saw all around, people dropping to the ground,
Bb A
Doctors clad in scary beaks, pushing barrows down the streets.
Dm A Bb F
Their rottening load of corpses grew, in all it was a horrid view.
Gm A
As a brazen bell the alleys rang, filled with dread I sang.
Chorus 4
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n' poor man's shed,
Bb F C Dm
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n' red.
Bb F C Dm
We've reached the end o' days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!
Chorus 5
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n' poor man's shed,
Bb F C Dm
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n' red.
Bb F C Dm
We've reached the end o' days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!
Chorus 6
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n' poor man's shed,
Bb F C Dm
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Dm F C Gm
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n' red.
Dm C A Dm
We've reached the end o' days, bring out your dead!











