WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Slim Dusty - Taking His Chance Chords | Ver. 1
[Intro]
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[Verse]
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They stood by the door of the Inn on the Rise;
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May Carney looked up in the bushranger's eyes:
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'Oh! why did you come? — it was mad of you, Jack;
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You know that the troopers are out on your track.'
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A laugh and a shake of his obstinate head
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'I wanted a dance, and I'll chance it,' he said.
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Some twenty-odd bushmen had come to the 'ball',
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But Jack from his youth had been known to them all,
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And bushmen are soft where a woman is fair,
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So the love of May Carney protected him there;
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Through all the short evening — it seemed like romance
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She danced with a bushranger taking his chance.
[Interlude]
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[Verse]
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'Twas midnight — the dancers stood suddenly still,
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Hoof beats were heard on the side of the hill!
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Ben Duggan, the drover, along the hillside
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Came riding as only a bushman can ride.
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He sprang from his horse, to the dances he sped
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'The troopers are down in the gully!' he said.
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Quite close to the shanty the troopers were seen.
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'Clear out and ride hard for the ranges, Jack Dean!
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Be quick!' said May Carney — her hand on her heart
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'We'll bluff them awhile, and 'twill give you a start.'
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He lingered a moment — to kiss her, of course
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Then ran to the trees where he'd hobbled his horse.
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[Verse]
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She ran to the gate, and the troopers were there —
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The jingle of hobbles came faint on the air —
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Then loudly she screamed: it was only to drown
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The treacherous clatter of slip-rails let down.
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But troopers are sharp, and she saw at a glance
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That someone was taking a desperate chance.
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They chased, and they shouted, 'Surrender, Jack Dean!'
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They called him three times in the name of the Queen.
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Then came from the darkness the clicking of locks;
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The crack of the rifles was heard in the rocks!
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A shriek and a shout, and a rush of pale men —
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And there lay the bushranger, chancing it then.
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Oh, the sergeant dismounted and knelt on the sod —
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'Your bushranging's over — make peace, Jack, with God!'
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Oh, the dying man laughed — not a word he replied,
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But turned to the girl who knelt down by his side.
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He gazed in her eyes as she lifted his head:
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'Just kiss me — my girl — and — I'll — chance it,' he said.
[Outro]
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