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The Poxy Boggards are a Pasadena-based folk band, founded in 1994 at the Southern CA Renaissance Pleasure Faire. Since this time, they have achieved success in the re-burgeoning of the Irish-folk movement, playing with bands such as the Fenians. Currently comprised of 14 members, all of them singers and most of them instrumentalists, the Poxy Boggards have a richly layered sound.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
First Tab, i transcribed it from chordify and made a minor change to make it cound better.
probably not how they actualy play it but it sounds good to me
She's A Whore
By: The Poxy Boggards
No Capo
[Verse]
D G D
A daughter of a farming man, a lass with raven locks
G A
I met her at the Cock & Bulls, a tavern by the docks
G D G D
Although we courted but a week, my love for her persisted
A D
For when with her, we swived in ways I never knew existed!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
[Pre-Chorus]
D G D
Her bosoms were named Mary, for they were pure and white
G A
Her muff was named Elizabeth, 'cause it was nice and tight
G D G D
Her nips were named Daisy and Rose, for they're like flowering buds
A D
But her ass was named the River Thames, 'cause it is full of mud!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
[Pre-Chorus]
D G D
Well, soon after we parted ways, I saw her with me friend
G A
They courted but a week or two, but that came to an end
G D G D
She then did hop from bed to bed, but what made me so mad
A D
'Twas after several months had passed I saw her with me dad!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
[Post-Chorus]
D G D
One day, while at the tavern here, I heard unhappy news
G A
This country lass had died of clap - oh, what a jewel to lose
G D G D
'Tis not as sad as one may think, as I soon realized
A D
For all those saints now pass her 'round that big bed in the sky!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
probably not how they actualy play it but it sounds good to me
She's A Whore
By: The Poxy Boggards
No Capo
[Verse]
D G D
A daughter of a farming man, a lass with raven locks
G A
I met her at the Cock & Bulls, a tavern by the docks
G D G D
Although we courted but a week, my love for her persisted
A D
For when with her, we swived in ways I never knew existed!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
[Pre-Chorus]
D G D
Her bosoms were named Mary, for they were pure and white
G A
Her muff was named Elizabeth, 'cause it was nice and tight
G D G D
Her nips were named Daisy and Rose, for they're like flowering buds
A D
But her ass was named the River Thames, 'cause it is full of mud!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
[Pre-Chorus]
D G D
Well, soon after we parted ways, I saw her with me friend
G A
They courted but a week or two, but that came to an end
G D G D
She then did hop from bed to bed, but what made me so mad
A D
'Twas after several months had passed I saw her with me dad!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
[Post-Chorus]
D G D
One day, while at the tavern here, I heard unhappy news
G A
This country lass had died of clap - oh, what a jewel to lose
G D G D
'Tis not as sad as one may think, as I soon realized
A D
For all those saints now pass her 'round that big bed in the sky!
[Chorus]
G
She's a whore, yes a whore
D
A lass of myth and lore
A
A pontifex of oral sex
D
She'll ride you till you're sore
G
Yes, she's a whore, yes a whore
D
She is dear to fleet and corps
A
Her legs are splayed, we'll all get laid
D A D
By the whore that we adore
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