Paul Kelly – How To Make Gravy chords

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The Whole song is barr chords exept Emaj which is just normal

EMaj F#m G#m F#m

EMaj       F#m      G#m                F#mhey dan its joe here i hope your keepin well
EMaj             F#m    G#m                       F#mits the 21st of december Now they're ringin the last bell
Amaj       G#m        Amaj                  BmajIf i get good behaviour i'll be outta here by july
EMaj                     F#m          G#m          F#mWont you kiss my kids on christmas day pleeeeeeease dont let em cry for me

Thats it, the rest of the song is this:

I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella's 
flying in from the coast 
They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that 
won't stop the roast 

Who's gonna make the gravy now? 
I bet it won't taste the same 

Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a dollop of 
tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang 

And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly, 
Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time 
And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her early Christmas morning 
When I'm standing in line 

I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own 
Do you remember the last one? What was his name again? 
(Just a little too much cologne) 

And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger 
'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight 

Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas, 
I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash 
And later in the evening, I can just imagine, 
You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back 
And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her, 
Just don't hold her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the 
back 

I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up, 
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact 
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me, 
I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat 
Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell 'em all I'm 
sorry, 
And kiss the sleepy children for me 
You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy, 
I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back.