English folk is utter shit

Capo 5 (F-C & Df)

VERSE 1
C
What's whispered by the mighty oak
G
Down to the elm as a running joke
C
"Have you met the dim wits who make it"
G                           C
English folk is utter shit

VERSE 2
And dance, and dance to the lisping lark
As she screams to the players in the park
Excuse me sir but I must admit
English folk is utter shit

MIDDLE
Bf



VERSE 3
And what of the maid hiding by the lake
As she's serenaded by the minstrels to keep her awake
You're ruining my peace while I quietly sit
English folk is utter shit

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