Kimchee in the Car
Sung to the tune "Whiskey in the Jar"

 

   C                      Am
As I was going home from Pyongtaek to seoul station,
  F                                C
My car was back in Yongsan, so the train I was a takin’
                                Am
I first got to the station, and then I checked the schedule,
    F                          C
The Sam-il was leavin', so the Mungunghwa Im takin’.
       G
It’s the most ghetto train you can take 
C
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
F
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
        C       G      C
There's kimchee in the car
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   C                      Am
I took out all my money, and it was a pretty penny  
   F                                C
I gave it to a-jo-shi, And the ticket back he gave me
                                Am
I waited on the platform, I saw the train a comin’,
    F                          C
It pulled into the station, and the masses started boarding.
       G
It’s the most ghetto train you can take 
C
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
F
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
        C       G      C
There's kimchee in the car
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   C                      Am
I got ON IN to car three, and looked around for my seat,
  F                                C
That’s when I saw her sittin, ajuma’s ass was in my seat’
                                Am
I tried to call attention, “that’s my seat”, I did mention,
    F                          C
She kept starin’ out of the window, maybe its just her comprehension.
       G
It’s the most ghetto train you can take 
C
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
F
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
        C       G      C
There's kimchee in the car
 
 
   C                      Am
AJUMA!! I started yellin, “Nay-cha-ri-ay ee-say-yo” I was a tellin,
  F                                C
And she just sat there starin', the other passengers were glaring
                                Am
I was starting to see clearly, she dealt with me so cavalierly,
    F                          C
She was going to sit in that seat, and I was going to ride on my feet.
 
       G
It’s the most ghetto train you can take 
C
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
F
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
        C       G      C
There's kimchee in the car
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   C                      Am
In the gallery I stood there, at A-juma I did glare,
  F                                C
Was me and several others, others like me standin up there
                                Am
That’s when I saw him coming, rolling towards me came salvation
    F                          C
His cart was full of mek-ju, which would bring intoxication.
       G
It’s the most ghetto train you can take 
C
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
F
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
        C       G      C
There's kimchee in the car
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   C                      Am
There’s some take delight, in the driving or the strolling,
  F                                C
Some takes delight, in the planes or busses rollin’
                                Am
But I takes delight, in the juice of the barley
    F                          C
And ridin on the train, either late or very early
       G
It’s the most ghetto train you can take 
C
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
F
Don’t ride the Mung-ung-hwa
        C       G      C
There's kimchee in the car