Biography:
Jake Thackray (27 February, 1938 - 24 December, 2002) was a singer-songwriter in the tradition of French chansonniers such as his friend and inspiration Georges Brassens. Born in Yorkshire and educated at the highly respected University of Durham, Thackray became a teacher in the early 1960s and started singing, both in folk clubs and to amuse his students. He became a familiar figure on television in the late 1960s, often composing a new song every week.
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G Bm C G
Oh, Sister Josephine, what do all these policemen mean
Em Am D D7 G
By coming to the convent in a grim limousine, after Sister Josephine?
D G Bm C G
While you, Sister Josephine, you sit with your boots upon the altar screen
Em Am D D7 G
You smoke one last cigar - what a funny nun you are!
Bm Em
The policemen say that Josephine's a burglar in disguise
Bm Em
Big bad Norman, fifteen years on the run
Bm Em
The Sisters disbelieve it no that can't be Josephine
Bm A7 Ddim D7
Just think about her tenderness towards the younger nuns.
G Bm C G
Oh, Sister Josephine, they're searching the chapel where you've been seen
Em Am D D7 G
The nooks and the crannies of the nuns' canteen after Sister Josephine.
D G Bm C G
While you Sister Josephine, you sip one farewell Benedictine
Em Am D D7 G
Before your au revoir - a right funny nun you are!
Bm Em Bm Em
Admittedly her hands are big and hairy and embellished with a curious tattoo
Bm Em
Admittedly her voice is on the deep side
Bm A Ddim D7
And she seems to shave more often than the other Sisters do.
G Bm C G
Oh, Sister Josephine, founder of the convent pontoon team
Em Am
They're looking through your bundles of rare magazines
D D7 G
After Sister Josephine.
G Bm C G
While you, Sister Josephine, you give a goodbye sniff of benzedrine
Em Am D D7 G
To the convent budgerigar - a bloody funny nun you are!
Bm Em
No longer will her snores ring through the chapel during prayers
Bm Em
Nor her lustful moaning fill the stille night
Bm Em
No more empty bottles of altar wine come clunking from her cell
Bm D A7 Ddim D7
No longer will the cloister toilet seat stand up - right.
G Bm C G
Oh, Sister Josephine, slipping through their fingers like Vaseline
Em Am D D7 G
Leaving them to clutch your empty crinoline, after Sister Josephine.
D G Bm C G
While you Sister Josephine, sprinting through the suburbs when last seen
Em Am
Dressed only in your wimple and your rosary
D Eb F G
A right funny nun you seem to be.
Oh, Sister Josephine, what do all these policemen mean
Em Am D D7 G
By coming to the convent in a grim limousine, after Sister Josephine?
D G Bm C G
While you, Sister Josephine, you sit with your boots upon the altar screen
Em Am D D7 G
You smoke one last cigar - what a funny nun you are!
Bm Em
The policemen say that Josephine's a burglar in disguise
Bm Em
Big bad Norman, fifteen years on the run
Bm Em
The Sisters disbelieve it no that can't be Josephine
Bm A7 Ddim D7
Just think about her tenderness towards the younger nuns.
G Bm C G
Oh, Sister Josephine, they're searching the chapel where you've been seen
Em Am D D7 G
The nooks and the crannies of the nuns' canteen after Sister Josephine.
D G Bm C G
While you Sister Josephine, you sip one farewell Benedictine
Em Am D D7 G
Before your au revoir - a right funny nun you are!
Bm Em Bm Em
Admittedly her hands are big and hairy and embellished with a curious tattoo
Bm Em
Admittedly her voice is on the deep side
Bm A Ddim D7
And she seems to shave more often than the other Sisters do.
G Bm C G
Oh, Sister Josephine, founder of the convent pontoon team
Em Am
They're looking through your bundles of rare magazines
D D7 G
After Sister Josephine.
G Bm C G
While you, Sister Josephine, you give a goodbye sniff of benzedrine
Em Am D D7 G
To the convent budgerigar - a bloody funny nun you are!
Bm Em
No longer will her snores ring through the chapel during prayers
Bm Em
Nor her lustful moaning fill the stille night
Bm Em
No more empty bottles of altar wine come clunking from her cell
Bm D A7 Ddim D7
No longer will the cloister toilet seat stand up - right.
G Bm C G
Oh, Sister Josephine, slipping through their fingers like Vaseline
Em Am D D7 G
Leaving them to clutch your empty crinoline, after Sister Josephine.
D G Bm C G
While you Sister Josephine, sprinting through the suburbs when last seen
Em Am
Dressed only in your wimple and your rosary
D Eb F G
A right funny nun you seem to be.
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