PD songs
Black Velvet Band [C]
Traditional
Intro:
[Dm] [G] [C]
Verse 1:
In a [C] neat little town they call Belfast, apprenticed to [F] trade I was [G] bound,
[C] Many an hour sweet happiness
Have I [Dm] spent in that [G] neat little [C] town.
'Till a sad misfortune came o'er me, and caused me to [F] stray from the [G] land.
Far a [C] way from my friends and relations,
Be[Dm]trayed by the [G] black velvet [C] band.
|Chorus:
|Her [C] eyes they shone like diamonds,
|I thought her the [F] queen of the [G] land,
|And her [C] hair hung over her shoulder,
|Tied [Dm] up with a [G] black velvet [C] band.
Verse 2:
I [C] took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not [F] long for to [G] stay,
When [C] who should I meet but this pretty fair maid,
Come a [Dm] traipsing a[G]long the high[C]way.
She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was [F] just like a [G] swan's (really long!)
And her [C] hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied [Dm] up with a [G] black velvet [C] band.
Chorus:
Verse 3:
I [C] took a stroll with this pretty fair maid, and a gentleman [F] passing us [G] by.
Well, I [C] knew she meant the doing of him,
By the [Dm] look in her [G] roguish black [C] eye.
A gold watch she took from his pocket, And placed it [F] right into my [G] hand,
And the [C] very first thing that I said was,
"Bad [Dm] ‘cess to the [G] black velvet [C] band".
|Chorus:
|Her [C] eyes they shone like diamonds,
|I thought her the [F] queen of the [G] land,
|And her [C] hair hung over her shoulder,
|Tied [Dm] up with a [G] black velvet [C] band.
Verse 4:
Be[C]fore the judge and the jury next morning I [F] had to ap[G]pear.
The [C] judge he says to me, "Young fellow,
The [Dm] case against [G] you is quite [C] clear.
Seven long years is your sentence, to be spent far a [F] way from this [G] land,
Far a[C]way from your friends and relations,
Be[Dm]trayed by the [G] black velvet [C] band.
Chorus: x2
Boys from the County Armagh
Intro: [G][G][G][G]
[Verse]
G C Am
There's one fair county in Ireland
D D7 G
With memories so glorious and grand
C Am
Where nature has lavished her beauty
D D7 G
In the orchards of Erin's green land
C Am
I love it's Cathedral city
D D7 G
once founded by Patrick so true
C Am
And it bears in the heart of it's bosom
D D7 G
The ashes of Brian Boru
[Chorus]
G Am G
It's my own Irish home
E7 Am
Far across the foam
D
And though I've often left it
G C G
In foreign lands to roam
Am G
No matter where I wander
E7 Am
Through cities near and far
G C Am
Sure my heart is at home in old Ireland
D D7 G
In the county of Armagh
[Verse]
G C Am
I've travelled that part of the county
D D7 G
Through Newton, Forkhill, Crossmaglen
C Am
Around the gap of Mount Norris
D D7 G
And home by Blackwater again
C Am
Where girls are so fair and so pretty
D D7 G
None fairer in Erin Go Bragh
C Am
But where are the boys that can court them
D D7 G
like the boys from the county Armagh
[Chorus]
G Am G
It's my own Irish home
E7 Am
Far across the foam
D
And though I've often left it
G C G
In foreign lands to roam
Am G
No matter where I wander
E7 Am
Through cities near and far
G C Am
Sure my heart is at home in old Ireland
D D7 G
In the county of Armagh
[Chorus]
G Am G
It's my own Irish home
E7 Am
Far across the foam
D
And though I've often left it
G C G
In foreign lands to roam
Am G
No matter where I wander
E7 Am
Through cities near and far
G C Am
Sure my heart is at home in old Ireland
D D7 G
[Slower] In the county of Armagh [G/]
Brown Eyed Girl
Van Morrison
Intro + Kazoo:
[G] [C] [G] [D] x2
Verse 1:
[G] Hey, where did [C] we go? [G] Days when the [D] rains came
[G] Down in the [C] hollow [G] playin' a [D] new game
[G] Laughing and a-[C]running, hey hey
[G] Skipping and a-[D]jumping
[G] In the misty [C] morning fog with
[G] Our [D]hearts a-thumping and [C] you
[D] My brown-eyed [G] girl [Em]
[C] You, my [D] brown-eyed girl [G] [D7]
Verse 2:
[G] Whatever [C] happened [G] to Tuesday and [D] so slow
[G] Going down the [C] old mine with a... [G] transistor [D] radio
[G] Standing in the [C] sunlight laughing
[G] Hiding behind a [D] rainbow's wall
[G] Slipping and a-[C] sliding
[G] All along the [D] waterfall with [C] you
[D] My brown-eyed [G] girl [Em]
[C] You, my [D] brown-eyed girl [G] [D7]
|Chorus:
|[D] Do you remember when... we used to [G] sing
|Sha la-la [C] la la la la [G] la la la la te [D] da
|[G] Sha la-la [C] la la la la [G] la la la la te [D] da
|La te [G] da [D]
Verse 3:
[G] So hard to [C] find my way... [G] now that I'm all [D] on my own
[G] I saw you just the [C] other day... [G] my... how [D] you have grown
[G] Cast my memory [C] back there, Lord
[G] Sometimes I'm [D] overcome thinking 'bout
[G] Making love in the [C] green grass
[G] Behind the [D] stadium with you [C]
[D] My brown-eyed [G] girl [Em]
[C] You, my [D] brown-eyed girl [G] [D7]
|Chorus:
|[D] Do you remember when... we used to [G] sing
|Sha la-la [C] la la la la [G] la la la-la te [D] da
|[G] Sha la-la [C] la la la la [G] la la la-la te [D] da
|[G] Sha la-la [C] la la la la [G] la la la-la te [D] da
|[G] Sha la-la [C] la la la la [G] la la la-la te [D] da La te [G] da
Cha Cha Cha
Dicey Riley [G] - Artist
Intro [G][G][G][G]
[Chorus]
Ah! [G] poor old Dicey Reilly, she has [D] taken to the [G] sup,
And [D] poor old Dicey Reilly, she will [G] never give it up.
It's off each morning to the pop and [D] she goes in for another little drop,
Oh! the [G] heart of the [D] rowl is Dicey [D7] Reill[G]y. [2,3,4]
[Verse 1]
Oh she [G] walks along Fitzgibbon street with an [D] independent [G] air,
And [D] then its down by Summerhill and [G] as the people stare.
She says it's nearly half past one, and it's [D] time I had another little one,
Oh! the [G] heart of the [D ] rowl is Dicey [D7] Reill[G]y.
[Chorus]
Ah! [G] poor old Dicey Reilly, she has [D] taken to the [G] sup,
And [D] poor old Dicey Reilly, she will [G] never give it up.
It's off each morning to the pop and [D] she goes in for another little drop,
Oh! the [G] heart of the [D] rowl is Dicey [D7] Reill[G]y. [2,3,4]
She [G] owns a little sweet shop at the [D] corner of the [G] street,
And [D] every evening after school I [G] go to wash her feet.
She leaves me there to mind the shop while [D] she nips in for another
little drop,
Oh! the [G] heart of the [D] rowl is Dicey [D7] Reill[G]y.
[Chorus]
Ah! [G] poor old Dicey Reilly, she has [D] taken to the [G] sup,
And [D] poor old Dicey Reilly, she will [G] never give it up.
It's off each morning to the pop and [D] she goes in for another little drop,
Oh! the [G] heart of the [D] rowl is Dicey [D7] Reill[G]y. [2,3,4]
[Speed up the last verse]
Ah! [G] poor old Dicey Reilly, she has [D] taken to the [G] sup,
And [D] poor old Dicey Reilly, she will [G] never give it up.
It's off each morning to the pop and [D] she goes in for another little drop,
Oh! the [G] heart of the [D] rowl is Dicey [D7] Reill[G]y [D7][G]
Dirty Old Town - The Pogues
Intro:
[C]
Verse 1:
I met my [C] love... by the gas works wall
Dreamed a [F] dream... by the old ca[C]nal
I kissed my [Am] girl... by the factory [C] wall
Dirty old [Dm] town... [G7] dirty old [Am] town
Verse 2:
Clouds are [C] dri-i-ifting across the moon
Cats are [F] pro-o-owling on their [C] beat
Springs a [Am] girl... from the streets at [C] night
Dirty old [Dm] town... [G7] dirty old [Am] town
Verse 3:
I heard a [C] siren... coming from the docks
Saw a [F] train... set the night on [C] fire
I smelled the [Am] spring... on the smoky [C] wind
Dirty old [Dm] town... [G7] dirty old [Am] town
[Instrumental Verse]
C F C Am C Dm G7 Am
Verse 4:
I'm gonna [C] make me... a big sharp axe
Shining [F] steel... tempered in a [C] fire
I’ll chop you [Am] down... like an old dead [C] tree
Dirty old [Dm] town... [G7] dirty old [Am] town
Verse 5:
I met my [C] love... by the gas works wall
Dreamed a [F] dream... by the old ca[C]nal
I kissed my [Am] girl... by the factory [C] wall
Dirty old [Dm] town... [G7] dirty old [Am] town
Outro:
Dirty old [Dm] town... [G7] dirty old [Am] town
Dirty old [Dm] town... [G7] dirty old [Am] town
Do You Want Your Auld Lobby Washed Down[C] - Brendan Shine
[intro] (C)
C F
I've a nice little cot and a small bit of land
G7 C
In a place by the side of the sea
F
And I care about no-one be--cause I believe
G7 C
There's nobody cares about me
G7 C
My peace is destroyed and I'm fairly annoyed
D D7 G G7
By a lassie that works in the town
C C7 F Dm
She sighs everyday, As she passes that way
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C F
Do you want your auld lobby washed down, Con Shine
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C7 F Dm
She sighs every day, As she passes that way
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C F
The other day when the landlord came by for his rent
G7 C
I told him no money I had
F
Besides 'twasn't fair for to ask me to pay
G7 C
The times were so awfully bad
G C
He felt discontent, At not get--ting his rent
D D7 G G7
And he shook his big head with a frown
C C7 F Dm
Says he I'll take half, But says I with a laugh
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C F
Do you want your auld lobby washed down, Con Shine
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C7 F Dm
She sighs every day, As she passes that way
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C F
Now the boys look so bashful when they go out courtin'
G7 C
They look so awfully shy
C F
As to kiss a young maid, Sure they seem half afraid
G7 C
But they would if they could on the sly
G7 C
But me, I do things in a dif--ferent way
D Dm G G7
I don't give a nod or a frown
C C7 F Dm
When I goes to court, I says, Here goes for sport
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C F
Do you want your auld lobby washed down, Con Shine
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C7 F Dm
She sighs every day, As she passes that way
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C F
Do you want your auld lobby washed down, Con Shine
G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down
C7 F Dm
She sighs every day, As she passes that way
G7 C G7 C
Do you want your auld lobby washed down, Con Shine
Drunken Sailor [Dm] - Traditional
Intro [Dm][Dm]
[Dm] What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
[C] What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
[Dm] What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
[C] Early in the [Dm] morning
[Dm] Way,hey and up she rises
[C] Way,hey and up she rises
[Dm] Way,hey and up she rises
[C] Early in the [Dm] morning
[Dm] Sling him in the long boat 'til he's sober
[C] Sling him in the long boat 'til he's sober
[Dm] Sling him in the long boat 'til he's sober
[C] Early in the [Dm] morning
[Dm] Way,hey and up she rises
[C] Way,hey and up she rises
[Dm] Way,hey and up she rises
[C] Early in the [Dm] morning
[Dm] Give 'im a dose of salt and water
[C] Give 'im a dose of salt and water
[Dm] Give 'im a dose of salt and water
[C] Early in the [Dm] morning
[Dm] Way,hey and up she rises
[C] Way,hey and up she rises
[Dm] Way,hey and up she rises
[C] Early in the [Dm] morning
[Dm] What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
[C] What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
[Dm] What shall we do with the drunken sailor? [stop]
[Slow - single strums] [C*] Early in the [Dm*] morning
Fields of Athenry[C] - The Dubliners
[INTRO - Last line of 1st verse]
[Dm] [G7] [C]
By the [C] lonely prison wall, I [F] heard a young girl [C] call-[G]-ing,
[C] Michael they have [F] taken you a-[G]-way,
For you [C] stole Trevelyn’s [F] corn,
so the [C] young might see the [G] morn,
Now a [Dm] prison ship lies [G7] waiting in the [C] bay.
|[C] Low [F] lie the [C] fields of Athen-[Am]-ry,
|Where [C] once we watched the small free birds [G] fly,
|Our [C] love was on the [F] wing,
|We had [C] dreams and songs to [G] sing,
|It's so [Dm] lonely round the [G7] fields of Athen-[C]-ry.
By the [C] lonely prison wall, I [F] heard a young man [C] call-[G]-ing,
[C] Nothing matters [F] Mary when you’re [G] free,
Against the [C] famine and the [F] Crown,
I re-[C]-belled, they cut me [G] down,
Now [Dm] you must raise our [G7] child with digni-[C]-ty.
|[C] Low [F] lie the [C] fields of Athen-[Am]-ry,
|Where [C] once we watched the small free birds [G] fly,
|Our [C] love was on the [F] wing,
|We had [C] dreams and songs to [G] sing,
|It's so [Dm] lonely round the [G7] fields of Athen-[C]-ry.
By the [C] lonely harbour wall, she [F] watched the last star [C] fall-[G]-ing,
As the [C] prison ship sailed [F] out against the [G] sky,
For she’ll [C] live in hope and [F] pray,
For her [C] love in Botany [G] Bay,
It's so [Dm] lonely round the [G7] fields of Athen-[C]-ry
|[C] Low [F] lie the [C] fields of Athen-[Am]-ry,
|Where [C] once we watched the small free birds [G] fly,
|Our [C] love was on the [F] wing,
|We had [C] dreams and songs to [G] sing,
|It's so [Dm] lonely round the [G7] fields of Athen-[C]-ry.
|[C] Low [F] lie the [C] fields of Athen-[Am]-ry,
|Where [C] once we watched the small free birds [G] fly,
|Our [C] love was on the [F] wing,
|We had [C] dreams and songs to [G] sing,
|It's so [Dm] lonely round the [G7] fields of Athen-[C]-ry.
[OUTRO - SLOWLY]
It's so [Dm] lonely round the [G7] fields of Athen-[C]-ry.
Galway Girl*-Steve Earle
[intro]
[C] / / / [F] / / [C]
[F] [C] [F] [C] [G] / / [F]*[C]*
[C] Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk
On a [C] day-I-ay-I-[F]ay
[Am] I met a little [G]girl and we [F]stopped to [C]talk
on a grand-soft [G]day-I-[C]-ay
And I [F] ask you, [C] friend, what's a [F] fella to [C] do
'Cause her [Am] hair was black and her [F] eyes were [C] blue
And I [F] knew right [C] then, I'd be [F] takin' a [C] whirl
'Round the [Am] Salthill Prom with a [F] Galway [C] girl
[C] / / / [F] / / [C]
[F] [C] [F] [C] [G] / / [F]*[C]*
[C]We were halfway there when the rain came down
On a [C] day-I-ay-I-[F]ay
And she [Am]asked me [G]up to her [F]flat down[C]town
on a [C] grand-soft [G] day-I-[C]-ay
And I [F] ask you, [C] friend, what's a [F] fella to [C] do
'Cause her [Am] hair was black and her [F] eyes were [C] blue
So I [F] took her [C] hand, and I [F] give her a [C] twirl
And I [Am] lost my heart to a [F] Galway [C] girl
[C] / / / [F] / / [C]
[F] [C] [F] [C] [G] / / [F]*[C]*
[F] / / / [C] / / [G]
[F] [C] [F] [C] [G] / / [F]*[C]*
[C] When I woke up I was all alone... [F]
[Am] With a broken [G]heart and a [F]ticket [C]home ….[G]… [C]
And I [F] ask you [C] now, tell me [F] what would you [C] do
If her [Am] hair was black and her [F] eyes were [C] blue
I've [F] traveled a-[C]-round, I've been all [F] over this [C] world
Boys I [Am] ain't never seen nothin' like a [F] Galway [C] girl
[C] / / / [F] / / [C]
[F] [C] [F] [C] [G] / / [F]*[C]*
[F] / / / [C] / / [G]
[F] [C] [F] [C] [G] / / [F]*[C]*
I Useta Love Her [D]
Saw Doctors
Verse 1:
I [D] have fallen for another she can make her own way [G] home
And even if she asked me now I'd let her go a [D] lone
I useta see her up the chapel as she went to Sunday [G] mass
When she'd go up to receive I'd kneel down there and watch her [D] pass [//// pause*]
The glory of her [A] ass
|Chorus:
|I [D] useta love her, I useta love her [G] once
|A long long time ago
|I [D] useta love her, I used love her [G] once
|A long long time ago
|It's [C] gone, [F] all my loving is [G] gone
|It's [C] gone, [F] all my loving is [G] gone
Verse 2:
Do you re[D]member her collecting for concern on Christmas [G] eve
She was on a 48 hour fast just water and black [D] tea
I walked right up and made an ostentatious contri- [G] bution
And I winked at her to tell her I'd seduce her in the [D] future [//// pause*]
When she's feelin [A] looser
Chorus:
Verse 3:
So [D]now you know the truth of it she's no longer my ob[G]session
And the thoughts and dreams I had of her would take 6 months in [D] confession
See I met this young one Thursday night and she's into free ex[G]pression
And her mission is to rid the world of this sinful re[D]pression [//// pause*]
And then we had a [A] session
|Chorus:
|I [D] useta love her, I useta love her [G] once
|A long long time ago
|I [D] useta love her, I used love her [G] once
|A long long time ago
|It's [C] gone, [F] all my loving is [G] gone
|Woah woah it's [C] gone, [F] all my loving is [G] gone
|All my loving is [C] gone [F] gone gone [G] gone
|All my loving is [C] gone [F] gone gone [G] gone
[Outro - slower]
I have [D] fallen for her mother she can make her own way [G] home
If Your Irish/Hannigans Hooley Medley [D]
Intro: [D][D][D][D]
If you’re [D] Irish come into the [E7] parlour
There’s a [A7] welcome there for [D] you
If your [Em7] name is., [D] Timothy or Pat
So [A7] long as you come from [E7] Ireland
There’s a [A7] welcome on the mat
If you [D] come from, the Mountains of [E7] Mourne
Or [A7] Killarney’s lakes so [D] blue
We’ll [D/] sing you a song and we’ll [A7/] make a fuss
[D/] Whoever you are, you are [A7/] one of us
If you’re [D] Irish, [A7] this is the place for [D] you. [2.3.4]
[D] Come into the parlour sure and make yourself at home
[E7] Come into the parlour sure you won't be on your own
There's [A7] Mick McGee, there's Rafferty, there's Murphy, and Muldoon
They [D/] say McGilligan's daughter doesn't [A7/] know the taste of water
There’s [D] kegs of stout a-stickin' out, there's grub for half the town
There's [E7] bottles of good poitin, if you want to wash it down
So if you're [A7] Irish you're sure of a wel[B7]come
For there's a [E7] hooley on in [A7] Hannigan's house toni[D]ght [2.3.4]
[D] Come into the parlour sure and make yourself at home
[E7] Come into the parlour sure you won't be on your own
There’s [A7] ton’s of ham and there’s legs of lamb, if you look around the room
The [D/] knives and forks are flashing, and there’s [A7/] nothing on the ration
There’s [D] quite a store of eggs galore ,there’s corned beef and there’s veal
There’s a [E7] sit down tea and a stand up fight at every blooming meal
So if you’re [A7] Irish, Come into the par [B7]lour
For there’s a [E7] Hooley on at [A7] Hannigan’s House toni[D]ght
Slower: YOU BETTER [B7] BELIEVE IT...,
Normal temp: There’s a [E7] Hooley on in [A7]Hannigans House to..., ni [D]ght....,
Irish Medley * - Various
[1.,2.,3...]
Intro [G] [D7] [G]
When [G] Irish [D7] eyes are [G] smiling [G7]
Sure, it's [C] like a morn in [G] Spring
In the [C] lilt of Irish [G] laughter
You can [A] hear the angels [D] sing [D7]
When [G] Irish [D7] hearts are [G] happy [G7]
All the [C] world seems bright and [G] gay
And when [C] Irish eyes are [G] smiling [E7]
They [A] steal your [D] heart a-[G]-way [G]
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In a [C] neat little town they call Belfast
apprenticed to [F] trade I was [G] bound.
[C] Many an hour sweet happiness,
have I [Dm] spent in that [G] neat little [C] town.
Till a sad misfortune came o'er me, and
caused me to [F] stray from the [G] land.
Far a[C]way from my friends and relations,
be[Dm]trayed by the [G] black velvet [C] band
Her [C] eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the [F] queen of the [G] land,
and her [C] hair hung over her shoulder,
tied [Dm] up with a [G] black velvet [C] band [C]
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[C] There's one fair county in [F] Ireland [Dm]
With [G] memories so [G7] glorious and [C] grand
Where nature has lavished its [F] bounty [Dm]
In the [G] orchards of [G7] Erin's green [C] land
I love it's Cathedral [F] city [Dm]
once [G] founded by [G7] Patrick so [C] true
And it bears in the heart of it's [F] bosom [Dm]
The [G] ashes of [G7]Brian [C] Boru
It's my[C] own [Dm] Irish [C] home
[A7] Far across the[Dm] foam
And [G] though I've often left it
In [C]foreign [F]lands to [C] roam
No matter [Dm] where I [C] wander
Through [A7] cities near and [Dm] far
Sure my [C] heart is at home in old [F] Ireland [Dm]
In the [G] County [G7] of [C] Armagh [D7]
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When [G] Irish [D] eyes are [G] smiling [G7]
Sure, it's [C] like a morn in [G] Spring
To the [C] lilt of Irish [G] laughter
You can [A] hear the angels [D] sing [D7]
When [G] Irish [D] hearts are [G] happy [G7]
All the [C] world seems bright and [G] gay
And when [C] Irish eyes are [G] smiling [E7]
Sure, they'd [A] steal your [D] heart a-[G]-way
And when [C] Irish eyes are [G] smil--ing
[Slow] Sure,they'd [A] steal your [D] heart a-[G]-way [G/]
Its A Long Way To Tipperary/Pack Up Your Troubles Medley
Intro: [C][C][C][C]
It’s a [C] long way to Tipperary, it’s a [F] long way to [C] go
It’s a long way to Tipperary, to the [D7] sweetest girl I [G7] know
[C] Goodbye Picca-[C7]-dilly, [F] farewell Leicester [E7] Square.
It’s a [C] long, long way to Tippe-[F]-rar-[C]y
but [D7]my heart’s [G7] right [C] there.
[C] Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And [F] smile, smile, [C] smile
[C] While you’ve a lucifer to light your fag,
[D7] Smile boys that’s the [G7] style
[C] What’s the use of [C7] worrying?
It [F] never was worth [E7] while... so.,
[C] Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile, [G7] smile, [C] smile
It’s a [C] long way to Tipperary, it’s a [F] long way to [C] go
It’s a long way to Tipperary, to the [D7] sweetest girl I [G7] know
[C] Goodbye Picca-[C7]-dilly, [F] farewell Leicester [E7] Square.
It’s a [C] long, long way to Tippe-[F]-rar-[C]y
but [D7] my heart’s [G7] right [C] there.
[C] Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And [F] smile, smile, [C] smile
[C] While you’ve a lucifer to light your fag,
[D7] Smile boys that’s the [G7] style
[C] What’s the use of [C7] worrying?
It [F] never was worth [E7] while... so.,
[C] Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile, [G7] smile, [C] smile
[C] Smile, [G7] smile, [C] smile [G7][C]
Little Old Wine Drinker Me - Dean Martin
Intro:
[C] [C]
Verse 1:
I'm [C] praying for [F] rain in Cali[C]fornia
So the grapes will grow and they can make more [G] wine [G7]
And I'm [C] sitting in a [F] honky in Chic[C]ago
With a broken heart and a [G7] woman on my [C] mind [F] [C]
|Chorus:
|I ask the [G] man behind the bar for the [C] jukebox
|And the music takes me back to Tennes[G]see [G7]
|When they [C] ask who's the [F] fool in the [C] corner [F] crying
|I say [C*] [C*] little old [G] wine [G7] drinker [C] me [G7]
Verse 2:
I [C] got here last [F] week from down in Nash[C]ville
'Cos my baby left for Florida on a [G] train [G7]
I said [C] I'd get a [F] job and just forget [C] her
But in Chicago a broken [G7] heart is just the [C] same [F] [C]
Chorus:
Instrumental: (verse chords)
[C] [F] [C] [G] [G7]
[C] [F] [C] [G7] [C] [F] [C]
|Chorus:
|I ask the [G] man behind the bar for the [C] jukebox
|And the music takes me back to Tennes[G]see [G7]
|When they [C] ask who's the [F] fool in the [C] corner [F] crying
|I say [C*] [C*] little old [G] wine [G7] drinker [C] me [G7]
Outro:
I say [C*] [C*] little old [G] wine [G7] drinker [C] me [G7] [C]
Molly Malone [C]
[Intro]
[C] [G7] [C]
In [C] Dublin's fair [Am] city, where the [Dm] girls are so [G7] pretty,
I [C] first set my [Am] eyes on sweet [F] Molly Ma[G7]lone
As she [C] wheeled her wheel [Am] barrow
Through [Dm] streets broad and [G7] narrow
Crying [C] cockles and [Am] mussels, a[G7]live, alive-[C]O!
[Chorus]
A[C]live, alive-[Am]O! a[Dm]live, alive-[G7]O!
Crying [C] cockles and [Am] mussels, a[G7]live, alive-[C]O!
She [C] was a fish [Am] monger, but [Dm] sure 'twas no [G7] wonder
For [C] so were her [Am] father and [F] mother be[G7]fore
And they [C] each wheeled their [Am] barrow
Through [Dm] streets broad and [G7] narrow
Crying [C] cockles and [Am] mussels, a[G7]live, alive-[C]O!
[Chorus]
A[C]live, alive-[Am]O! a[Dm]live, alive-[G7]O!
Crying [C] cockles and [Am] mussels, a[G7]live, alive-[C]O!
[Sing and play next verse quietly]
She [C] died of a [Am] fever, and [Dm] no one could [G7] save her
And [C] that was the [Am] end of sweet [F]Molly Ma[G7]lone
But her [C] ghost wheels her [Am] barrow
Through [Dm] streets broad and [G7] narrow
Crying [C] cockles and [Am] mussels, a[G7]live, alive-[C]O!
[Chorus]
A[C]live, alive-[Am]O! a[Dm]live, alive-[G7]O!
Crying [C] cockles and [Am] mussels, a[G7]live, alive-[C]O!
[Chorus]
A[C]live, alive-[Am]O! a[Dm]live, alive-[G7]O!
Crying [C] cockles and [Am] mussels, [Slower] a[G7]live, alive-[C]O!
My Irish Molly O
Intro: [C] My Irish [G] Molly [C] O!
[Am]Molly dear now did you hear the [C] news that's [G] going [Am] round
Down in a corner of my heart a love is [C] what you've [G] found
[Am] Every time I look into your [C] Irish [G] eyes so [Am ]blue (pause)
[slow] [Am/] They seem to whisper "Darling Boy", my [C/]love is [G/]all for [Am/]you"
[G/] Ooooh… [C] Molly, my Irish Molly, my sweet achusla [Dm] dear
I'm [E7] fairly off my [Am] trolley, my Irish [Dm] Molly when you are [G] near
[C] Springtime you know is [G] ringtime, come dear now don't be [E7] slow
[Am/] Change your name, [Am/] go out with game, [Am/]begorrah wouldn't I [Am/] do the same
[C] my Irish [G] Molly [C] O
[Am] Molly dear now did you hear I [C]furnished [G]up the [Am] flat
Three little cosy rooms with bath and [C]"welcome" on the [G] mat
[Am] It's five pounds down and two a week, [C] we'll soon be [G] out of [Am] debt (pause)
[(slow) [Am/] It's all complete except they haven't [C/] brought the [G/] cradle [Am/] yet
[G/] Ooooh… [C] Molly, my Irish Molly, my sweet achusla [Dm] dear
I'm [E7] fairly off my [Am] trolley, my Irish [Dm] Molly when you are [G] near
[C] Springtime you know is [G] ringtime, come dear now don't be [E7] slow
[Am/] Change your name, [Am/] go out with game, [Am/]begorrah wouldn't I [Am/] do the same
[C] my Irish [G] Molly [C] O
[Am] Molly dear and did you hear what [C] all the [G] neighbours [Am] say
About the hundred sovereigns you have [C] safely stowed [G] away
[Am] They say that's why I love you, Ah but [C]Molly [G] that's a [Am]shame (pause)
[slow] [Am/] If you had only ninety-nine, I'd [C/] love you [G/] just the [Am/] same
[G/] Ooooh… [C] Molly, my Irish Molly, my sweet achusla [Dm] dear
I'm [E7] fairly off my [Am] trolley, my Irish [Dm] Molly when you are [G] near
[C] Springtime you know is [G] ringtime, come dear now don't be [E7] slow
[Am/] Change your name, [Am/] go out with game, [Am/]begorrah wouldn't I [Am/] do the same
[C] my Irish [G] Molly [C] O [G/][C/]
Oh when the Saints go marching in[C] - Traditional
[NC] Oh, when the [C] saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching [G7] in
Lord I [C] want to be [C7] in that [F] number
When the [C] saints go [G7] marching [C] in
[NC] And when the [C] sun refuse to shine
Oh, when the sun refuse to [G7] shine
I [C] want to be [C7] in that [F] number
When the [C] sun be[G7]gins to [C] shine
[NC] Oh, when the [C] saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching [G7] in
I’m [C] going to [C] sing as [C7] loud as [F] thunder
When the [C] saints go [G7] marching [C] in
[NC] Oh, when the [C] stars fall from the sky
Oh, when the stars fall from the [G7] sky
I [C] want to be [C7] in that [F] number
When the [C] saints go [G7] marching [C] in
[NC] Oh, when the [C] trumpet sounds its call
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its [G7] call
I [C] want to be [C7] in that [F] number
When the [C] saints go [G7] marching [C] in
[NC] Oh, when the [C] saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching [G7] in
Lord I [C] want to be [C7] in that [F] number
When the [C] saints go [G7] marching [C] in
Patsy Fegan
Intro [G][D][G][G]
[Chorus]
”Hello, [G] Patsy Fagan!" you can [D] hear the girls all [G] cry,
"Hello, Patsy [Em] Fagan, you're the [D] apple [A] of my [D] eye !
You're a [G] decent boy from Ireland, and there's no one can [C] deny,
You're a [G] harum-scarum, devil-may-carum [D] decent Irish [G] boy. [2.3.4.]
[Verse 1]
I'm [G] working here in Glasgow, [D] I've got a decent [G] job,
I’m carrying bricks and [Em] mortar, and me [D]pay is [A] fifteen [D] bob.
I [G] rise up in the morning, I get up with the [C] lark,
And [G] when I'm walking down the street, you can [D] hear the girls [G] remark.
[Chorus]
”Hello, [G] Patsy Fagan!" you can [D] hear the girls all [G] cry,
"Hello, Patsy [Em] Fagan, you're the [D] apple [A] of my [D] eye !
You're a [G] decent boy from Ireland, and there's no one can [C] deny,
You're a [G] harum-scarum, devil-may-carum [D] decent Irish [G] boy. [2.3.4]
[Verse 2]
Well, the [G] day that I left Ireland, 'twas [D] many years [G] ago,
I left my home in [Em] Ulster where the [D] pigs and [A] praties [D] grow.
But [G] since I left old Ireland, it’s always been my [C] plan,
To [G] let you people see that I'm a [D] decent Irishman [G].
[Chorus]
”Hello, [G] Patsy Fagan!" you can [D] hear the girls all [G] cry,
"Hello, Patsy [Em] Fagan, you're the [D] apple [A] of my [D] eye !
You're a [G] decent boy from Ireland, and there's no one can [C] deny,
You're a [G] harum-scarum, devil-may-carum [D] decent Irish [G] boy. [2.3.4]
[Verse 3]
Now if [G] there's one among you, who would [D] like to marry [G] me.
I'll take you to my [Em] little home [D] across [A] the Irish [D] Sea.
I'll [G] dress you up in satin, I’ll do the best I [C] can,
To [G] let the people see that I'm a [D] decent Irish[G]man.
[Chorus]
”Hello, [G] Patsy Fagan!" you can [D] hear the girls all [G] cry,
"Hello, Patsy [Em] Fagan, you're the [D] apple [A] of my [D] eye !
You're a [G] decent boy from Ireland, and there's no one can [C] deny,
You're a [G] harum-scarum, devil-may-carum [D] decent Irish [G] boy.
[Outro]
You're a [G] harum-scarum, devil-may-carum [D] decent Irish [G] boy [G/][G/].
Red Rose Cafe - The Fury's
Intro: [Gm][Gm][Gm][Gm]
[Gm] They come from the farms and the factories too,
And they all soon forget who they [D7] are
The cares of today are soon washed away
As they sit on a stool by the [Gm] bar.
The girl with green eyes in the rolling stones shirt
Doesn't look like she works on the [Cm] land
The man at the end is a [Gm] very good friend
Of a [D7] man who sells cars [Gm] second hand
[Chorus]
[NC] Down at the [G] red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside Amster[D]dam
Everyone [C] shares in the songs and the [G] laughter
Everyone [D] there is so happy to be [Gm] there
The [Gm] salesmen relax with a few pints of beer,
And they try not to talk about [D7] trade.
The poet won't write any verses tonight
He may sing a sweet seren[Gm]ade.
So pull up a chair and forget about life,
It's a good thing to do now and [Cm] then.
And if you like it here, I have an [Gm] idea,
[D7] Tomorrow lets all meet [Gm] again.
[NC] Down at the [G] red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside Amster[D]dam
Everyone [C] shares in the songs and the [G] laughter
Everyone [D] there is so happy to be [G] there
(Scratch or Acapella)
[NC] Down at the red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside Amsterdam
Everyone shares in the songs and the laughter
Everyone there is so happy to be there
[NC] Down at the [G] red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside Amster[D]dam
Everyone [C] shares in the songs and the [G] laughter
Everyone [D] there is so happy to be [G] there
Ring of fire / Folsom Prison Mash up[G] - Johnny Cash
Intro:
[G]Da da-da da-da [C]dah dah [G]dah
[G]Da da-da da-da [D]dah dah [G]dah x 2
Verse:
[G]Love... is a [C]burning [G]thing
And it [G]makes... a [C]fiery [G]ring
[G]Bound by [C]wild de[G]sire
I fell into a [D]ring of [G]fire
|Chorus:
|[D]I fell in to a [C]burning ring of [G]fire
|I went [D]down, down, down
|And the [C]flames went [G]higher
|And it [G]burns, burns, burns
|The [C]ring of [G]fire
|The [D]ring of [G]fire
[G] Da da-da da-da [C] dah dah [G]dah
[G] Da da-da da-da [D] dah dah [G]dah x 2
Verse:
The [G]taste... of [C]love is [G]sweet
When [G]hearts like [C]ours [G]meet
I [G]fell for you [C]like a [G]child
Oh but the [D]fire went [G]wild
Chorus:
And it [G]burns, burns, burns
The [C]ring of [G]fire
The [D]ring of [G]fire [G]....
I [G]hear the train a comin’... it's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since... [G7] I don't know when
I'm [C]stuck in Folsom prison... and time keeps draggin’ [G]on
But that [D7]train keeps a rollin’... on down to San An[G]ton
When [G]I was just a baby... my mama told me son (son)
Always be a good boy... don't [G7]ever play with guns
But I [C]shot a man in Reno... just to watch him [G]die
When I [D7]hear that whistle blowin’... I hang my head and [G]cry
I [G]bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin’ coffee... and [G7]smoking big cigars
Well I [C]know I had it coming... I know I can't be [G]free
But those [D7]people keep a-movin’... and that's what tortures [G]me
Well if they'd [G]free me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little [G7]farther down the line
[C]Far from Folsom prison... that's where I want to [G]stay
And I'd [D7]let that lonesome whistle... blow my blues a[G]way
[G] Da da-da da-da [C] dah dah [G]dah
[G] Da da-da da-da [D] dah dah [G]dah x 2
Star of the County Down
Traditional
Intro: [Am] [Am] [Am] [Am]
Verse 1:
In [Am] Banbridge Town in the [C] County [G] Down
One [Am] morning [F] last [G] July,
Down a [Am] boreen green came a [C] sweet [G] colleen
And she [Am] smiled as she [G] passed me [Am] by.
She [C] looked so sweet from her [G] two bare feet
To the [Am] sheen of her [F] nut brown [G] hair.
Such a [Am] coaxing elf, sure I [C] shook my [G] self
To make [Am] sure I was [G] really [Am] there.
|[Chorus]
|From [C] Bantry Bay up to [G] Derry Quay and
|From [Am] Galway to [F] Dublin [G] Town,
|No [Am] maid I've seen like the [C] sweet col[G]leen
|That I [Am] met in the [G] County [Am] Down.
[Am]
Verse 2:
As she [Am] onward sped, sure I [C] shook my [G] head,
And I [Am] gazed with a [F] feelin' [G] rare,
And I [Am] says, says I, to a [C] passer [G]-by,
"Who's the [Am] maid with the [G] nut brown [Am] hair?"
He [C] smiled at me and he [G] says, says he,
"That's the [Am] gem of old [F] Ireland's [G] crown.
That's [Am] Rosie McCann from the [C] banks of the [G] Bann,
She's the [Am] star of the [G] County [Am] Down."
|[Chorus]
|From [C] Bantry Bay up to [G] Derry Quay and
|From [Am] Galway to [F] Dublin [G] Town,
|No [Am] maid I've seen like the [C] sweet col[G]leen
|That I [Am] met in the [G] County [Am] Down
[Am]
Verse 3:
At the [Am] Harvest Fair she'll be [C] surely [G] there
So I'll [Am] dress in my [F] Sunday [G] clothes,
With my [Am] shoes shone bright and my [C] hat cocked [G] right
For a [Am] smile from my [G] nut brown [Am] rose.
No [C] pipe I'll smoke, no [G] horse I'll yoke
Till my [Am] plough is a [F] rust coloured [G] brown.
Till a [Am] smiling bride by my [C] own fire [G] side
Sits the [Am] star of the [G] County [Am] Down.
|[Chorus]
|From [C] Bantry Bay up to [G] Derry Quay and
|From [Am] Galway to [F] Dublin [G] Town,
|No [Am] maid I've seen like the [C] sweet col[G]leen
|That I [Am] met in the [G] County [Am] Down.
[Outro]
(SLOWER) That I [Am] met in the [G] County Down [Am].
Take Me Home, Country Roads* [C]
John Denver
Verse 1:
[single strums first two lines]
[C*] Almost heaven... [Am*] West Virginia
[G*] Blue ridge mountains [F*] Shenandoah [C] river
[C] Life is old there [Am] older than the trees
[G] Younger than the moun-tains... [F] blowing like a [C] breeze
|Chorus:
|Country [C] roads... take me [G] home
|To the [Am] place... I be[F]long
|West Vir[C]ginia... mountain ma[G]ma
|Take me [F]home... country [C] roads
Verse 2:
[C] All my memories... [Am] gathered round her
[G] Miner’s lady... [F] stranger to blue [C] water
[C] Dark and dusty... [Am] painted on the sky
[G] Misty taste of moonshine [F] teardrops in my [C] eye
|Chorus:
|Country [C] roads... take me [G] home
|To the [Am] place... I be[F]long
|West Vir[C]ginia... mountain ma[G]ma
|Take me [F]home... country [C] roads
Bridge:
[Am] I hear her [G] voice in the [C] mornin’ hour she calls me
The [F] radio re[C]minds me of my [G] home far away
And [Am] drivin’ down the [G] road I get a feel[F]in’ that I
[C] should have been home [G] yesterday... yester[G7]day
Acapella:
Country roads... take me home
To the place... I belong
West Virginia... mountain mama
Take me home... country roads
Outro:
Country [C] roads... take me [G] home
To the [Am] place... I be[F] long
West Vir[C]ginia... mountain ma[G]ma
Take me [F] home... country [C] roads
Take me [G] home... down country [C] roads
Take me [G] home... down country [C] roads [C//]
Tell Me Ma [G]
The Dubliners
Intro: [G] [G] [D7] [G]
I’ll [G]Tell me Ma... when I go home
The [D7]boys won’t leave... the [G]girls alone
They pulled my hair... they stole my comb
But [D7]that’s alright... till [G]I go home
She is handsome [C]she is pretty
[G]She is the belle of [D7]Belfast city
[G]She is a-courting [C]one, two, three
[G]Please won’t you [D]tell me [G]who is she?
[G]Albert Mooney says he loves her
[D7]All the boys are [G]fighting for her
They rap at the door and ring the bell
Saying [D7]oh my true love [G]are you well?
Out she comes as [C]white as snow
[G]Rings on her fingers and [D7]bells on her toes
[G]Jenny Murray [C]says she’ll die
If she [G]doesn’t get the [D]fella with the [G]roving eye
I’ll [G]Tell me Ma... when I go home
The [D7]boys won’t leave... the [G]girls alone
They pulled my hair... they stole my comb
But [D7]that’s alright till [G]I go home
She is handsome [C]she is pretty
[G]She is the belle of [D7]Belfast city
[G]She is a-courting [C]one, two, three
[G]Please won’t you [D]tell me [G]who is she?
Let the [G]wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the [D7]snow come tumbling [G]from the sky
She’s as nice as apple pie
And [D7]she’ll get her own lad [G]by and by
When she gets a [C]lad of her own
She [G]won’t tell her Ma till [D7]she goes home
But [G]let them all come [C]as they will
It’s [G]Albert [D]Mooney [G]she loves still
I’ll [G]Tell me Ma... when I go home
The [D7]boys won’t leave... the [G]girls alone
They pulled my hair... they stole my comb
But [D7]that’s alright till [G]I go home
She is handsome [C]she is pretty
[G]She is the belle of [D7]Belfast city
[G]She is a-courting [C]one, two, three
[G]Please won’t you [D]tell me [G]who is she?
The Irish Rover - The Pouges with the Dubliners
Intro + Kazoo:
Do do [G] do do do do do do do do [C] do
do do [G] do do do do do do [D] do
do do [G] do do do do do do do do do [C] do
do [G] do do do [D] do do do do [G] do
do do [G] do do do do do do [D] do do do
[G] do do do do do do [D] do
do do [G] do do do do do [Em] do do do do do [C] do
do do [G] do do do do [D] do do [G]do
Verse 1:
On the [G] Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and [C] six,
We set [G] sail from the sweet cove of [D] Cork
We were [G] sailing away with a cargo of [C] bricks
For the [G] grand City [D] Hall in New [G] York
She was a [G] wonderful craft, she was [D] rigged 'fore and aft
And how [G] the wild winds [D] drove her
She 'stood [G] several blasts, she had [Em] twenty-seven [C] masts
And they [G] called her the [D] Irish [G] Rover
Verse 2:
We had [G] one million bags of the best Sligo [C] rags
We had [G] two million barrels of [D] stones
We had [G] three million sides of old blind horses' [C] hides
We had [G] four million [D] barrels of [G] bones
We had [G] five million hogs and [D] six million dogs
[G] And seven million barrels of [D] porter
We had [G] eight million bales of old [Em] nanny goats' [C] tails
In the [G] hold of the [D] Irish [G] Rover
Verse 3:
There was [G] Barney McGee from the banks of the [C] Lee
There was [G] Hogan from County Ty-[D]rone
There was [G] Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of [C] work
And a [G] man from [D] Westmeath called [G] Malone
There was [G] Slugger O'Toole who was [D] drunk as a rule
[G] And fighting Bill Tracy from [D] Dover
And your [G] man Mick McCann, from the [Em] banks of the [C] Bann
Was the [G] skipper of the [D] Irish [G] Rover
Verse 4:
We had [G] sailed seven years when the measles broke [C] out
And our [G] ship lost her way in the [D] fog
And the [G] whole of the crew was reduced down to [C] two
'Twas [G] meself and [D] the captain's old [G] dog
Then the [G] ship struck a rock (STOP) oh Lord [D] what a shock (STOP)
[G] The bulkhead was turned right [D] over
We turned [G] nine times around - then [Em] the poor old dog was [C] drowned (SHOUT 1,2,3,4)
Now I'm [G] the last of the [D] Irish Ro-[G]ver
Outro + Kazoo:
Do do [G] do do do do do do do do [C] do
do do [G] do do do do do do [D] do
do do [G] do do do do do do do do do [C] do
do [G] do do do [D] do do do do [G] do
do do [G] do do do do (STOP) do do [D] do do do (STOP)
[G] do do do do do do [D] do
(slowing down) do do [G] do do do do do [Em] do do do do do [C] do
Now I'm [G] the last of the [D] Irish Ro-[G]ver
Whiskey In The Jar - Thin Lizzy
Verse 1:
[C] As I was a goin' over the [Am] far famed Kerry mountains
I [F] met with Captain Farrell and his [C] money he was counting
I [C] first produced my pistol and I [Am] then produced my rapier
Said [F] "Stand and deliver" for you [C] are my bold deceiver
|Chorus:
|With me [G] ring dum-a doo dum-a da
|[C] Whack for the daddy-o. [F] whack for the daddy-o
|There's [C] whiskey [G7] in the [C] jar.
Verse 2:
I [C] counted out his money and it [Am] made a pretty penny
I [F] put it in me pocket and I [C] brought it home to Jenny
She [C] said and she swore that she [Am] never would deceive me
But the [F] devil take the women for they [C] never can be easy
Chorus:
Verse 3:
I [C] went into my chamber, all [Am] for to take a slumber
I [F] dreamt of gold and jewels and for [C] sure it was no wonder
But [C] Jenny drew me charges and she [Am] filled them up with water
Then [F] sent for captain Farrell to be [C] ready for the slaughter.
Chorus:
Verse 4:
It was [C] early in the morning, just be[Am]fore I rose to travel
The [F] guards were all around me and [C] likewise Captain Farrell
I [C] first produced me pistol for she [Am] stole away me rapier
But I [F] couldn't shoot the water, so a [C] prisoner I was taken.
Chorus:
Verse 5:
If [C] anyone can aid me, it's my [Am] brother in the army,
If [F] I can find his station in [C] Cork or in Killarney.
And [C] if he'll come and save me, we'll go [Am] roving near Kilkenny,
and I [F] swear he'll treat me better than me [C] darling sportling Jenny.
Chorus:
Verse 6:
Now [C] some men take delight in the [Am] drinking and the roving,
But [F] others take delight in the [C] gambling and the smoking.
But [C] I take delight in the [Am] juice of the barley,
and [F] courting pretty Jenny in the [C] morning bright and early.
|Chorus x2 (Slowing On The Last Line):
|With me [G] ring dum-a doo dum-a da
|[C] Whack for the daddy-o. [F] whack for the daddy-o
|There's [C] whiskey [G7] in the [C] jar.
Wild Rover [C]
The Dubliners
[Intro]
[C] [G7] [C] [C]
[Verse 1]
I've [C] been a wild rover for many a [F] year
And I [C] spent all me [G7] money on whiskey and [C] beer
But [C] now I'm returning with gold in great [F] store,
And I [C] promise to [G7] play the wild rover no [C] more
|[Chorus]
|And it's [G7] no, nay, never
|[C] No, nay, never, no [F] more,
|Will I [C] play the wild [F] rover,
|No [G7] never, no [C] more [C]
[Verse 2]
I [C] went to an ale house I used to fre-[F]quent,
And I [C] told the land[G7]lady me money’s all [C] spent,
I [C] asked her for credit, she answered me [F] "Nay...
Sure a [C] custom like [G7] yours I could get any [C] day."
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I [C] took from my pocket 10 sovereigns [F] bright,
And the [C] landlady's [G7] eyes opened up with de-[C]light,
She [C] said, "I have whiskeys and wines of the [F] best,
And the [C] words that I [G7] told you were only in [C] jest.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
I'll go [C] home to my parents, confess what I've [F] done,
And I'll [C] ask them to [G7] pardon their prodigal [C] son,
And [C] if they forgive me as oft times be-[F]fore,
Then I [C] never will [G7] play the wild rover no [C] more!
|[Chorus]
|And it's [G7] no, nay, never
|[C] No, nay, never, no [F] more,
|Will I [C] play the wild [F] rover,
|No [G7] never, no [C] more [C]
|
|And it's [G7] no, nay, never
|[C] No, nay, never, no [F] more,
|[Slowing]
|Will I [C*] plaaaay the wild [F*] rover,
|No [G7*] never, no [C*] more