The Ugly Mrs Fen (UKULELE CHORDS) by Wylde Nept

[Verse 1]~
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One cold March morning I crossed Old Miller's Moor

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With me shepherd dog Clancey,, on a distasteful chore!

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Me mother sent me out with some soup for Mrs! FeN

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Who’s husband fell on his dicky and couldn't get up again!


[Verse 2]~
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St! Patrick lead me to the gates,, St! Peter let me in,,

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For I don't want to see the face of ugly Mrs! Fen

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She comes from France,, and she wears pants,, and smells like fishermen

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St! Patrick lead me to the gates,, St! Peter let me in!


[Verse 3]~
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I knocked three times and Mrs! Fen opened up the door

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A nastier,, ugly hag I had never seen before!

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She had hairy moles and blackened teeth and weighed 900 pounds

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Poor Clancey took one look at her and fell dead to the ground!


[Verse 4]~
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St! Patrick lead me to the gates,, St! Peter let me in,,

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For I don't want to see the face of ugly Mrs! Fen

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She drinks from kegs,, has hairy legs,, and a hideous devil's grin!

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St! Patrick lead me to the gates,, St! Peter let me in!


[Verse 5]~
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She took the soup from my hands and bid me do come in,,

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"It might make me husband smile,, if you paid your respects to him!"

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So I took off me cap and coat,, and walked over to his bed!!

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He whispered to me,, "Closer lad!!" and this is what he said,,


[Verse 6]~
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"St! Patrick lead me to the gates St! Peter let me in,,

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For I can't stand another day,, livin with Mrs! Fen!

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Me outlook is iffy,, I've naryastiffy since me drunken wedding,, friend!

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St! Patrick lead me to the gates St! Peter let me in!"


[Verse 7]~
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I felt so sorry for the man,, I started in to cry,,

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I reached into me pocket for me traveler o' Rye

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We drank and we cried together till our eyes were red and sore!

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We drank so much that we couldn't see her ugly face no more!


[Verse 8]~
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St! Patrick lead me to the gates,, St! Peter let me in,,

G                                   C
For I don't want to see the face of ugly Mrs! Fen

C                                 F
St! Patrick lead me to the gates,, St! Peter let me in,,

G                                   C
For I don't want to see the face of ugly Mrs! Fen

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