{title: A pint Of Plain}
{subtitle: The Workmans Friend}
Capo 5
Flann O'Brien
When [D]things go [A/C#]wrong and will [G]not come [D/A]right
Though you [G]do the [A]best you [D]can.
When [D]life looks [A/C#]dark as the [G]hour of [A]night
A [G]pint of [A]plain is your [G/B]on[A/C#]ly [D]man.
It‘s your [D]only man, your [G]only [A]man,
Well a [G]pint of [G/B]plain is your [A]only [D]man.
When money's tight and hard to get
And your horse has also ran
When all you have is a heap of debt
A pint of plain is your only man
When health is bad and your heart feels strange
And your face is pale and wan
When doctors say you need a change
A pint of plain is your only man
When food is scarce and your larder bare
And no rashers grease your pan
When hunger grows as your meals are rare
A pint of plain is your only man
In time of trouble and lousey strife
You’ve still got a darling plan
You still can turn to a brighter life
A pint of plain is your only man.
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