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​Her Wonderful Ass Lyrics And Chords By The The Irish Rovers

​Her Wonderful Ass Lyrics And Chords By The The Irish Rovers
The Irish Rovers
Key of C


Intro

    [C]   [F]   [G]   [C]

There [C]was a young lass who [F]had a fine ass
And she [C]showed it whenever she [G]could
At [C]markets and fairs you'd [F]see her out there
At [G]showing her ass she was [C]good
The [F]men would all [C]gather, they'd [G]be in a [C]lather
To [F]see the best [C]ass in the [F]land [G]
They'd [C]pat it and poke it and [F]scratch it and stroke it
And [G]ask if she needed a [C]hand


Chorus

It's [F]big and it's bold, a [C]joy to behold
In [F]honor we'll all raise a [G]glass
Not a [C]ram or a sow nor a [F]horse or a cow
Com[G]pares to her wonderful [C]ass


    [C]   [F]   [G]   [C]

Each [C]Saturday night she'd [F]wash it up right
With [C]water and baby sham[G]poo
Then [C]after a scrubbin' she'd [F]dry it and rub in
Some [G]mystical oil from Per[C]u
Then [F]out for a [C]walk where the [G]men would all [C]gawk
And they'd [F]whisper when[C]ever she'd [F]pass [G]
They'd [C]borrow or steal, make the [F]Devil a deal
To [G]have such a wonderful [C]ass


Chorus

It's [F]big and it's bold, a [C]joy to behold
In [F]honor we'll all raise a [G]glass
Not a [C]ram or a sow nor a [F]horse or a cow
Com[G]pares to her wonderful [C]ass



    [C]   [F]   [G]   [C]

The [C]ladies in town would [F]nitter and frown
At [C]Jenny, the pride of Kil[G]dare
They'd [C]chide her and ride her and [F]wrongly describe her
As [G]someone who wasn't all [C]there
But [F]Jenny would [C]smile for she [G]knew all the [C]while
These [F]women were [C]jealous and [F]crass [G]
And [C]they'd never know the [F]pleasure that flows
From [G]having a wonderful [C]ass


Chorus

It's [F]big and it's bold, a [C]joy to behold
In [F]honor we'll all raise a [G]glass
Not a [C]ram or a sow nor a [F]horse or a cow
Com[G]pares to her wonderful [C]ass


Key change

    [A]      [D]   [G]   [A]   [D]        [D]   [G]   [A]   [D]

She was [D]lovely and fair, A [G]beauty quite rare
So it [D]just was a matter of [A]time
Till she [D]met her true love, her [G]own turtledove
Who had [A]more than her ass on his [D]mind
They were [G]very well [D]met, for [A]he was a [D]vet
And he [G]knew every [D]inch of her [G]ass  [A]
But it's [D]not how it sounds - not [G]supple and round
It's [A]grey with big ears and eats [D]grass


Chorus

It's [G]big and it's bold, a [D]joy to behold
In [G]honor we'll all raise a [A]glass
Not a [D]ram or a sow nor a [G]horse or a cow
Com[A]pares to her wonderful [D]ass


Chorus

It's [G]big and it's bold, a [D]joy to behold
In [G]honor we'll all raise a [A]glass
Not a [D]ram or a sow nor a [G]horse or a cow
Com[A]pares to her wonderful [D]ass


    [D]   [G]   [A]   [D]
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