Ludo Rotten Town Prepare the Preparations Am Dm 'Twas quite the inky black night C E7 Am All the weather vanes were turning and the constable was burning out his light Am Dm When lo our anchors went down, barnacle bound C E7 Am The men were up and churning yes, and soon the square was burning to the ground Dm E And oh, the flames were as gold Am Dm C E7 I scowl at the angry moon, I am sick on myself, I'm a bum Am Dm C E7 Am What have I become? A drunken maroon run aground in this rotten town Am Dm It's been a fortnight or two C E7 Am The mutineers are plotting 'gainst the captain as I'm rotting in the goo Am The constable was set to drown while the shabby scabs that went to town Dm Were reconnoitering with blades and guns C E7 Am The ale had started spilling yes, and soon the crew was killing everyone Dm E And oh, the streets burned with gold Dm E But oh, my bones were so cold Am Dm C E7 I scowl at the angry moon, I am sick on myself, I'm a bum Am Dm C E7 What have I become? A drunken maroon run aground in this rotten town Am I stumbled down the harbor to the tavern on the square Dm And heard a raucous ruckus as it rang C Dm From some foul inebriates, some men I used to call my mates E7 Am Who were lost in song and this is what they sang Am C E7 They sang, "Hey, heigh, yo, ho! O'er the Atlantic we go! Am Dm Drinking till we all get sick and coming up with limericks E7 Am But we never quite remember how they end Am Dm C E7 I can see my childhood home, I think of my dear old mum Am What have I become? Repeat the chorus and that's it!