paroles de chanson Chip - The Real McKenzies

Chip worked as a boatwright as his father and his gran'
A' working in a boatyard building on the River Thames
One day Chip was hard at work the devil appeared from hell
He held a roll of copper and a bucket full of nails
The Devil said unto Chip, "Take these nails and copper roll
But you also have to take this rat and I will take your soul."
Chip despised the rat and the rat squealed and hissed
But the bucket o' nails and copper were too much to resist

Chip went straight to work
He'd get rid of the rat
And there would not be a problem with his death after the fact
But the devil rat wouldn't die
No matter how hard he tried
The rat attacked the boatwright and he bit him in the eye
It seemed as if the river rats fell under Satan's spell
They followed Chip around and made his life a living hell
He slowly lost his mind
He lost his family
He lost his job and had to join the King's Navy

A lemon grows a pip
A yard will build a ship
As Satan is my master
I will get you, Chip
A lemon grows a pip
A yard will build a ship
As Satan is my master-
I'm gonna get you

The rats chased Chip up the gangplank of the ship
And they bit him and they tortured him until he finally flipped
He snivelled to the captain to turn around his rig
The captain spied his madness and they chucked him in the brig
The Devil rat had his man
He knew just what to do
He'd command the rats and through the planks, they'd chew
The water rushed in and the ship went down
She was smashed upon the rocks on which the rats danced around

A lemon grows a pip
A yard will build a ship
As Satan is my master
I will get you, Chip
A lemon grows a pip
A yard will build a ship
As Satan is my master
I will get you, Chip
A lemon grows a pip
A yard will build a ship
As Satan is my master
I will get you, Chip
A lemon grows a pip
A yard will build a ship
As Satan is my master-
I got you, Chip