Best Pogues Songs

21 Best Pogues Songs (list with chords & lyrics)

Looking for the best Pogues songs of all time? Excellent! You’ve come to the right web page. This is our picks for the greatest Pogues tracks for you to hear today.

We have included the best songs with their words and guitar chords. So feel free to play & sing along with these classics as well.

The Sick Bed Of Cuchulainn

The Sick Bed Of Cuchulainn Guitar Chords & Lyrics
  [INTRO]   C   Dm   C   Dm     C   Dm    F    C
 
     C                    Dm           C           Dm
  McCormack and Richard Tauber, Are singin' by the bed
              C             Dm                       F             C
  There's a glass of punch below your feet,  And an angel at your head
            C            Dm                    C             Dm
  There's devils on each side of you,  With bottles in their hand
               C                 Dm                 Am               Am
  You'll need one more drop of poison,  And you'll dream of foreign lands
 
  [STRUM CHANGE]
 (1, 2, 3,)
             F                   Bb                C              F
  When you pissed yourself in Frankfurt,  And got syph down in Cologne
            F                 Bb                   C              F
  And you heard the rattlin' death trains, As you lay there all alone
         F                  F            Bb         F
  Frank Ryan brought you whiskey, In a brothel in Madrid
            Bb                    Bb                   F             C
  And you decked some fuckin' blackshirt,  That was cursing all the yids
 
          F              F               Bb               F
  At the sick bed of Cuchulainn,  We'll kneel and say a prayer
            Bb                F                       C              F
  And the ghosts are rattlin' at the door,  And the Devil's in the chair, Wheew
 
 
  [INST]   F   F   Bb   C        F   F   Bb   F
 
        F               Bb            C                   F
  And,  In the Euston Tavern,  You screamed it was your shout
             F                 Bb              C                 F
  But they wouldn't give you service, So you kicked the windows out
        F            F                  Bb                F
  They took you out into the street,  Kicked you in the brains
           Bb                       Bb              F           C
  So you walked back in through a bolted door, And did it all again
 
          F              F               Bb               F
  At the sick bed of Cuchulainn,  We'll kneel and say a prayer
            Bb                F                      C              F
  And the ghosts are rattlin' at the door, And the Devil's in the chair, Hey
 
                                                 *STRUM*
  [INST]   F   F   Bb   C        F   F   Bb   C   *CHANGE*
           F   F   Bb   C        F   F   Bb   F      C       C
 
         C                 Dm                 C                Dm
  You remember that foul evening,  When you heard the Banshees howl
              C             Dm                 F           C
  There were lazy drunken bastards singin',  Billy In The bowl
        C               Dm                 C               Dm
  They took you up to midnight mass,  And left you in the lurch
            C             Dm                  Am               Am
  So you dropped a button in the plate, And spewed up in the church
 
  [STRUM CHANGE]
  (1, 2, 3,)
               F               Bb           C                   F
  Now, You'll sing a sing of liberty, For blacks and paks and jocks
               F                  Bb                     C             F
  And they'll take you from this dump you're in,   And stick you in a box
                F              F             Bb                 F
  Then they'll take you to Cloughprior, And shove you in the ground
              Bb                  Bb                     F             C
  But you'll stick your head back out and shout,  We'll have another round
 
             F             F               Bb               F
  At the graveside of Cuchullainn,  We'll kneel around and pray
      Bb              F           C                  F
  And God is in his Heaven, And Billy's down by the bay, Whoow
 
  INST:    F    F   Bb    C         F    F   Bb    F      TO FADE
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Dirty Old Town

Dirty Old Town Guitar Chords & Lyrics
[Intro]
 
         D                 G          D        Em  Bm
e|-----------------------5-7--5----------------------|
B|---3-5-7--3-5-7-3----7--------7-5-3-7----3-7-5---3-|
G|-2----------------2--------------------2-----------|
D|---------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------|
 
 
[Verse]
 
          G
I met my love, by the gas works wall
           C                 G
Dreamed a dream, by the old canal
 
I kissed my girl, by the factory wall
           D               Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
 
            G
Clouds are drifting across the moon
          C                 G
Cats are prowling on their beats
 
Springs a girl from the streets at night
          D               Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
 
 
[Bridge]
 
C C C C  F F  C C C C C C  G G  Am
 
 
[Verse]
 
         G
I heard a siren from the dock
      C                      G
Saw a train set the night on fire
 
I smelled the spring on the smokey wind
           D              Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
 
             G
I'm going to make me a big sharp axe
         C                    G
Shining steel tempered in the fire
 
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
          D               Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
 
 
[Refrain]
 
         G
I met my love, by the gas works wall
          C                  G
Dreamed a dream, by the old canal
 
I kissed my girl, by the factory wall
           D               Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
           D               Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
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Fairytale Of New York

Fairytale Of New York Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Capo on the 2nd Fret
 
[Verse 1]
                 C                F
It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktank
           C                     G
An old man said to me, won't see another one  
            C                         F
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew 
            C                     G     C
I turned my face away And dreamed about you
 
 
[Verse 2]
         C                     F
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
           C                       G
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
         C                    F
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
            C                         G          C
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
 
 
[Verse 3]
            C
They've got cars
       G
Big as bars
            Am        F
They've got rivers of gold
        C
But the wind goes right through you
                      G
It's no place for the old
         C             Am
When you first took my hand
     C              F
On a cold Christmas Eve
    C
You promised me
             G           C
Broadway was waiting for me
 
 
[Verse 4]
         C
You were handsome
 
You were pretty
                  G
Queen of New York City
         C             F
When the band finished playing
     G              C
They howled out for more
C
Sinatra was swinging
                         G
All the drunks they were singing
   C             F
We kissed on the corner
     G                  C
Then danced through the night
 
 
[Hook]
    F                G
The boys of the NYPD choir
     C               Am
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        C          F
And the bells were ringing
G                 C
Out for Christmas day
 
 
[Short Instrumental]
C F
C G
C F
C G C
 
 
[Verse 5]
C
You're a bum
         G
You're a punk
          Am           F
You're an old slut on junk
       C
Living there almost dead 
                  G
on a drip In that bed
    C
You scum bag
 
You maggot
                G
You cheap lousy faggot
      C              F
Happy Christmas your arse
       G
I pray God
         C
It's our last
 
 
[Hook]
       F             G
The boys of the NYPD choir
       C              Am
Still singing `Galway Bay`
        C         F
And the bells are ringing
G                 C
Out for Christmas Day
 
 
[Verse 6]
             C                           F
I could have been someone Well, So could anyone
            C                           G
You took my dreams From me when I first found you
            C                       F
I kept them with me babe I put them with my own
              C                              G      C
Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you
 
 
[Hook]
       F             G
The boys of the NYPD choir
      C               Am
Still Singing `Galway Bay`
        C         F
And the bells are ringing
G                 C
Out for Christmas Day
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The Broad Majestic Shannon

The Broad Majestic Shannon Guitar Chords & Lyrics
D  G  D  Bm  D  G  A  D
 
     D                                    G
The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks
             D                    G            Bm
There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
 A    D                             G
You sang me a song as pure as the breeze
      D           G         A
On a road leading up Glenaveigh
   D                       G
I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe
             D                            G              Bm   A
Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom
  D                                             G
Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shinrone
         D           G        A
Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go
 
          D                  G    A
Take my hand, and dry your tears babe
          D                 G    A
Take my hand, forget your fears babe
            D                     G  A
There's no pain, there's no more sorrow
             D  G               A
They're all gone, gone in the years babe
 
   D                                 G
I sat for a while by the gap in the wall
          D                   G          Bm
Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
 A         D                                  G
Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called
        D               G          A
And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall
         D                             G
And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks
              D                     G            Bm
There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
           D                                  G
For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl
          D                   G          A
About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
 
D  G  D  Bm  D  G  A  D
G  D  G  D  G  D  G  A
D  G  D  Bm  D  G  A  D
 
          D                  G    A
Take my hand, and dry your tears babe
          D                 G    A
Take my hand, forget your fears babe
            D                     G  A
There's no pain, there's no more sorrow
             D  G               A
They're all gone, gone in the years babe
 
        D                G
So I walked as day was dawning
                    D                   G  Bm
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
               A                     D   G
Where we once watched the row boats landing
         D              G  A
By the broad majestic Shannon
 
D  G  D  Bm  D  G  A  D
D  G  D  Bm  D  G  A  D
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If I Should Fall From Grace With God

If I Should Fall From Grace With God Guitar Chords & Lyrics
[Intro]
 
| A   | D   | A   | F#m |
| A   | A   | F#m | E   |
| A   | D   | A   | F#m |
| A   | D   | E   | A
 
 
[Verse 1]
 
            A
If I should fall from grace with God
         D            A
Where no doctor can relieve me.
       A
If I'm buried 'neath the sod
        D              F#m
But the angels won't receive me.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
       A
Let me go, boys,
       F#m D
Let me go, boys.
A              D      A
Let me go down in the mud
          E              A
Where the rivers all run dry.
 
 
[Link]
 
|(A)  | D A | A   | E A |
| A   | D A | A   | E A
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
     A
This land was always ours,
        D                 A
Was the proud land of our fathers.
     A
It belongs to us and them,
       D          F#m
Not to any of the others.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
         A
Let them go, boys,
         F#m D
Let them go, boys.
A               D      A
Let 'em go down in the mud
          E              A
Where the rivers all run dry.
 
 
[Link]
 
|(A)  | D A | A   | E A |
| A   | D A | A   | E A |
 
 
[Instrumental]
 
| A   | E   | A   | A   | x4
| A   | D   | E   | A   | x2
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
A
Bury me at sea
         D                  A
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me.
     A
If I rock upon the waves
   D               F#m
No corpse can lie upon me.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
               A
It's coming up threes, boys,
               F#m     D
It's coming up threes, boys.
A                D      A
Let them go down in the mud
          E              A
Where the rivers all run dry.
 
 
[Link]
 
|(A)  | D A | A   | E A |
| A   | D A | A   | E A
 
 
[Verse 4]
 
            A
If I should fall from grace with God
         D            A
Where no doctor can relieve me.
       A
If I'm buried 'neath the sod
       D              F#m
So the angels won't receive me.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
       A
Let me go, boys,
       F#m D
Let me go, boys.
A              D      A
Let me go down in the mud
          E              A
Where the rivers all run dry.
 
 
[Link]
 
|(A)  | D A | A   | E A |
| A   | D A | A   | E A |
 
 
[Outro]
 
| A   | D   | A   | F#m |
| A   | A   | F#m | E   |
| A   | D   | A   | F#m |
| A   | D   | E   | A
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Tuesday Morning

Tuesday Morning Guitar Chords & Lyrics
[Intro]
    G                Em              C               D
e|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------7-5-3-2---------7-5-3-2---------7-5-3-2---------7-5-3-2-|
D|-4/5-7-5---------4/5-7-5---------4/5-7-5---------4/5-7-5---------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
 
[Verse 1]
G
 Too many sad days
                 D  D
Too many Tuesday mornings
G
 I thought of you today
                          D  D
I wished it was yesterday morning
C
 I thought of you today
 
And I dreamt you were dressed in mourning
 
[Chorus]
    G           Em
But I knew that you
          C
With your heart beating
         D
And your eyes shining
         G           Em
Would be dreaming of me
C
Lying with you
     D
On a Tuesday morning
 
[Verse 2]
G
 I fell through the window
                             D  D
And I found that I was still breathing
G
 I thought of tomorrow
                             D  D
And the fear that you might leave me
C
 I thought of tomorrow
 
And I wished it was Monday evening
 
[Chorus]
    G           Em
And I knew that you
          C
With your heart beating
         D
And your eyes shining
         G           Em
Would be dreaming of me
C
Lying with you
     D
On a Tuesday morning
 
[Intrumental Break]
G C D (2x)
E C D D
 
[Verse 3]
 
G
 Turn your face from me
                          D  D
I will cover myself with sorrow
G
 Bring hell down upon me
                              D  D
I will surrender my heart to sorrow
C
 Bring hell down upon me
 
And I will say goodbye tomorrow
 
[Chorus]
    G           Em
'Cause I know that you
          C
With your heart beating
         D
And your eyes shining
         G           Em
Will be dreaming of me
C
Lying with you
     D
On a Tuesday morning
 
  G          Em
And I know that you
          C
With your heart beating
         D
And your eyes shining
         G           Em
Will be dreaming of me
C
Lying with you
     D
On a Tuesday morning
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Misty Morning Albert Bridge

Misty Morning Albert Bridge Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Intro: [C] [F] [G] [C]
 
  C              Amin7
I dreamt we were standing
       F            G
By the banks of the Thames
          C                Amin7
Where the cold grey waters ripple
       F             G
In the misty morning light
       C             Amin7
Held a match to your cigarette
            F                 G
Watched the smoke curl in the mist
     C                 F
Your eyes, blue as the ocean between us
G          C
Smiling at me
 
Break: [C] [F] [G] [C]
 
  C                Amin7
I woke so cold and lonely
     F             G
In a faraway place
    C             Amin7
The sun felt cold upon my face
    F                     G
The cracks in the ceiling spelt hell
C                  Amin7
  Turned to the wall
  F                             G
Pulled the sheets around my head
C                  F
Tried to sleep and dream my way
G            C
Back to you again
 
Break: [C] [F] [C,F] [C,G]
 
C
Count the days
       F
Slowly passing by
C
Step on a plane
    G
And fly away
     C
I'll see you then
       F
As the dawnbirds sing
   C            F
On a cold misty morning
       G      C
By the Albert Bridge
 
[C] [F] [C,F] [C,G]
[C] [F] [C,F] [C,G]
[C] [F] [C,F] [C,G]
[C] [F] [C,F] [C,G] ... [C]
 
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Lullaby Of London

Lullaby Of London Guitar Chords & Lyrics
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [G] [G]
 
  [C] [C] [C] [C]
 
As [C] I walked [F] down by the [C] river[F]side
One [C] evening [F] in the [C] spring, [C]
Heard a [C] long gone [F] song from [C] days gone [F] by
Blown [C] in on the [F] great North [C] wind. [C]
Though there [F] is no lonesome [C] corncrake's cry
Of [Am] sorrow and de[F]light,
You can [C] hear the [F] cars and the [C] shouts from [F] bars
And the [C] laughter [F] and the [C] fights. [C]
 
May the [F] ghosts that howled round the [C] house at night
Never [Am] keep you from your [F] sleep.
May they [C] all sleep [F] tight down in [C] hell to[F]night
Or [C] wherever [F] they may [C] be. [C]
 
  [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [G] [G]
 
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [G] [G]
 
As [C] I walked [F] on with a [C] heavy [F] heart
Then a [C] stone danced [F] on the [C] tide, [C]
And the [C] song went [F] on though the [C] lights were [F] gone
And the [C] North wind [F] gently [C] Cighed, [C]
And an [F] evening breeze coming [C] from the East
That [Am] kissed the river[F]side.
So I [C] pray now [F] child that you [C] sleep to[F]night
When you [C] hear this [F] lulla[C]by. [C]
 
May the [F] wind that blows from [C] haunted graves
Never [Am] bring you miser[F]y.
May the [C] angels [F] bright watch [C] you to[F]night
And [C] keep you [F] while you [C] sleep. [C]
 
  [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [G] [G]
 
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [G] [G]
 
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [F] [G]
  [C] [C] [G] [G] [C]
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Guitar Chords & Lyrics
D                        G       D
I love you baby since we were at school
                   G     D
I didn't show it I was a fool
                       G       D
You were burning I was cold as ice
               G              D
And baby now I realize Oh yeah
 
Chorus:
                     G                   D
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
                     G                   D
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
                     G                   A
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
                     G                   D
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
               G
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
D              G
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
 
I gave you misery I gave you lies
I never hurt you, apologize
I love your lips I love your eyes
I love your breasts I love your thighs
 
Chorus
 
Now all I can do is hope and pray
That you'll forgive me before it's too late
There's only one thing I can say to you
You know I love you you know it's true
Oh yeah
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Transmetropolitan

Transmetropolitan Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Intro	|C     |C     |C     |F     |C     |C     |G     |C     ||
 
       C		           G		  F
In the rosy parks of England we'll sit and have a drink
   C		          F		G
Of VP wine and cider 'til we can hardly think
	  C			          G	       F
And we'll go where the spirits take us to heaven or to hell
    C			         F	 G	 C
And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well
 
      C
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
	 C				        F	       G
From the dear old streets of Kings Cross to the doors of the ICA
      C
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
      C				              F	            G
We'll drink the rat's piss kick the shite and I'm not going home tonight
       C
yip ay aye yip ay aye
 
From Brixton's lovely boulevards to Hammersmith's sightly shores
We'll scare the Camden Palace poofs and worry all the whores
There's lechers up in Whitehall and queers in the GLC
And when we've done those bastards in we'll storm the BBC
 
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
From Surrey Docks to Somers Town with a KMRIA
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
We'll drink the rat's piss kick the shite and I'm not going home tonight
yip ay aye yip ay aye
 
Inst	||:C     G|C     G|C     G|F  G  C:||
 
From a five bob bet in William Hills to a Soho sexshop dream
From a fried egg in Valtaro's to a Tottenham Court Road ice cream
We'll spew and lurch get nicked and fixed on the way we'll kill and maim
When you haven't got a penny boys it's all the bloody same
 
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve to the beauty that's Mill Lane
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
We'll drink the rat's piss kick the shite and I'm not going home tonight
yip ay aye yip ay aye
 
This town has done us dirty this town has bled us dry
We've been here for a long time and we'll be here 'till we die
So we'll finish off the leavings of blood and glue and beer
And burn this fucking city down every the summer of the year
 
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
From Arlington House with a two bob bit to the Scottish shores today
Going transmetropolitan yip ay aye
We'll drink the rat's piss kick the shite and I'm not going home tonight
yip ay aye yip ay aye yip ay aye
 
Outro	||:C    |C     |C     |F     |C     |C     |G     |C     ||
	|C	|C     |C     |F     |C     |C     |G     |C    :||
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White City

White City Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Melody 1:
 
   G   Em    D    C     B A
e|-3-----------------------|
B|---3--5--0-3--0-1-0------|
G|-------------------2-0---|
D|-----------------------2-|
A|-------------------------|
E|-------------------------|
 
 
Melody 1 (3x)
 
G
 
       G
Here a tower shinning bright
           C 		   D
Once stood gleaming in the night
      C			   G
Where now there's just the rubble
       D
In the hole
         C		 G
Here the paddies and the frogs
        C             D
Came to gamble on the dogs
        G             C             D
Came to gamble on the dogs not long ago
 
Oh the torn up ticket stubs
>From a hundred thousand mugs
Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain
And the car-parks going up
And they're pulling down the pubs
And its just another bloody rainy day
 
Melody 1 (3x)
 
-Verse Chords over Instrumental part-
 
Oh sweet city of my dreams
Of speed and skill and schemes
Like Atlantis you just disappeared from view
And the hare upon the wire
Has been burnt upon your pyre
Like the black dog that once raced
Out from trap two
 
Melody 1 (3x)
 
-Verse Chords over Instrumental part-
 
Melody 1 (6x)
 
End song by holding a G
 
***Version 2*** by Kristoffer Ekman
 
Intro |G  C  G  /C  /B  /A |G  C  G  /C  /B  /A |G  C  G  /C  /B  /A |G     |G    ||
 
	G
Here a tower shining bright
	        C		    D
Once stood gleaming in the night
	C		  G	       D
Where now there's just the rubble in the hole
	   C		G
Here the paddies and the frogs
	   C	            D
Came to gamble on the dogs
	    G	              C	           D
Came to gamble on the dogs not long ago
 
Oh the torn up ticket stubs
From a hundred thousand mugs
Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain
And the car-parks going up
And they're pulling down the pubs
And it's just another bloody rainy day
 
Inst |G  C  G  /C  /B  /A|G  C  G  /C  /B  /A|G  C  G  /C  /B  /A||
     |G	       |C       D|C       G|D	     |C       G|C       D|D       |G       C|D||
 
Oh sweet city of my dreams
Of speed and skill and schemes
Like Atlantis you just disappeared from view
And the hare upon the wire
Has been burnt upon your pyre
Like the black dog that once raced out from trap two
 
Outro	|G  C  G  /C  /B  /A|G  C  G  /C  /B  /A|G  C  G  /C  /B  /A||
	|G        |C       D|C       G|D        |C       G|C       D|D        |G      C||
	||:G C G /C /B /A   |G  C  G  /C  /B  /A|G  C  G  /C  /B  /A:||
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The Old Main Drag

The Old Main Drag Guitar Chords & Lyrics
[Intro]
| D G A D | G A D A | G A D A | D G A D |
 
       D             G            A       D
When I first came to London I was only sixteen
       G           A             D           A
With a fiver in my pocket and my ole dancing bag
  G                A        D             A
I went down to the dilly to check out the scene
      D          G           A        D
And I soon ended up upon the old main drag
 
          D                G           A         D
There the he-males and the she-males paraded in style
        G                A           D            A
And the old man with the money would flash you a smile
       G          A           D           A
In the dark of an alley you'd work for a fiver
       D                G                 A        D
For a swift one off the wrist down on the old main drag
 
       D           G              A           D
In the cold winter nights the old town it was chill
               G           A           D              A
But there were boys in the cafes who'd give you cheap pills
       G               A             D             A
If you didn't have the money you'd cajole or you'd beg
          D              G             A        D
There was always lots of tuinol on the old main drag
 
[Instrumental]
| A   | A   |
 
       D             G             A         D
One evening as I was lying down by Leicester Square
       G               A           D             A
I was picked up by the coppers and kicked in the balls
            G              A                 D          A
Between the metal doors at Vine Street I was beaten and mauled
         D              G             A        D
And they ruined my good looks for the old main drag
 
       D                G                 A          D
In the tube station the old ones who were on the way out
      G           A         D          A
Would dribble and vomit and grovel and shout
        G             A              D           A
And the coppers would come along and push them about
       D             G               A        D
And I wished I could escape from the old main drag
 
         D   G              A            D
And now I'm lying here I've had too much booze
          G           A           D           A
I've been spat on and shat on and raped and abused
   G             A           D            A
I know that I am dying and I wish I could beg
         D        G                A
For some money to take me from the old main drag
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Dark Streets Of London

Dark Streets Of London Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Intro:
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  F                    Bb     F
I liked to walk in the summer breeze
     F                   Bb       C
Down Dalling Road by the dead old trees
    F                            Bb          F
And drink with my friends in the Hammersmith Broadway
     F       Bb           C           F
Dear dirty delightful old drunken old days
 
     F                          Bb          F
Then the winter came down and I loved it so dearly
    F                                Bb             C
The pubs and the bookies where you'd spend all your time
    F                                      Bb          F
And the old men that were singing when the roses bloom again
    F             Bb          C         F
And turn like the leaves to a new summertime
 
     F                           Bb              F
Then the winter comes down and I can't stand the chill
     F                           Bb        C
That comes to the streets around Christmas time
    F                               Bb            F
And I'm buggered to damnation and I haven't got a penny
   F          C               Bb  F
To wander the dark streets of London
 
Interlude:
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B|=================6=8=10=10=11===11=10=8=6==
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And every time that I look on the first day of summer
Takes me back to the place where they gave ECT
And the drugged up psychos with death in their eyes
And how all of this really means nothing to me
 
Now the winter comes down and I can't stand the chill
That comes to the streets around Christmas time
And I'm buggered to damnation and I haven't got a penny
To wander the dark streets of London
 
Interlude: X 1
 
And every time that I look on the first day of summer
Takes me back to the place where they gave ECT
And the drugged up psychos with death in their eyes
And how all of this really means nothing to me
 
Now the winter comes down and I can't stand the chill
That comes to the streets around Christmas time
And I'm buggered to damnation and I haven't got a penny
To wander the dark streets of London
To wander the dark streets of London
To wander the dark streets of London
To wander the dark streets of London
 
Interlude: X 4 (to fade out)
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A Pair Of Brown Eyes

A Pair Of Brown Eyes Guitar Chords & Lyrics
[Verse]
    G                              Am                    C/G
One summer evening drunk to hell I stood there nearly lifeless
    G                                  C/G            Am
An old man in the corner sang where the water lilies grow
    G                             Am              C/G
And on the jukebox Johnny sang about a thing called love
          G          Am        C          G
And it's how are you kid and what's your name
     C                    Am
And how would you bloody know?
 
[Verse]
   G                                        Am                 C/G
In blood and death 'neath a screaming sky I lay down on the ground
        G                               C/G               Am
And the arms and legs of other men were scattered all around
     G                                                 Am                    C/G
Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed then prayed and bled some more
        G     Am        C        G
And the only thing that I could see
       G             Am              C       G
Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me
     G           Am             C            G
But when we got back, labeled parts one to three
          G           Am          C         G
There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me
       G        Am        C         G
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
       C             Am
For a pair of brown eyes
 
[Verse]
  G                                 Am             C/G
I looked at him he looked at me all I could do was hate him
      G                         C/G          Am
While Ray and Philomena sang of my elusive dream
  G                                        Am                     C/G
I saw the streams, the rolling hills where his brown eyes were waiting
      G        Am       C           G
And I thought about a pair of brown eyes 
       C           Am
that waited once for me
 
[Verse]
   G                                       Am                     C/G
So drunk to hell I left the place sometimes crawling sometimes walking
  G                                        C/G                Am
A hungry sound came across the breeze so I gave the walls a talking
      G                             Am           C/G
And I heard the sounds of long ago from the old canal
        G           Am       C       G
And the birds were whistling in the trees
           C                Am
Where the wind was gently laughing
 
[Outro]
       G        Am        C         G
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
       G        Am        C         G
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
        G       Am        C         G
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
       C             Am
For a pair of brown eyes
       C       D     G
For a pair of brown eyes
       G        Am        C         G
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
       G        Am        C         G
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
        G       Am        C         G
And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go
       C             Am
For a pair of brown eyes
       C       D     G
For a pair of brown eyes
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Boat Train

Boat Train Guitar Chords & Lyrics
F Bb  F Bb
FF BbBb  FF BbBb
F Bb F Bb F Bb C
 
F
I met with Napper Tandy
 
And I shook him by the hand
         Bb             F
He said "Hold me up for Chrissake
    C  		 F
For I can hardly stand"
    Bb		     F
The most disgraceful journey
         C         F
On which I've ever been
    Bb               F
The last time that I travelled on
    C
The Boat Train
 
  F
I had a couple of drinks in town
 
A few more at the port
  Bb              F
I puked up on the gangway
         C      	      F
But some kind folks helped me board
     Bb             F
They helped me to a table
       C               F
Poured whiskey down my throat
     Bb          F
They sat me at a table
      C
And I lost my watch and coat
 
 
Bb		    F
First we drank some whiskey
Bb                 F
Then we drank some gin
Bb	      F
Then we drank tequila
        Dm      	   C
I think that's what did me in
Bb 		   F
Then we drank some brandy
        Bb          F
And the women had a dance
    Bb             F
The steward then announced
              Dm                C
That we could play the game of "chance"
 
   F
We crowded round the table
 
With our money in our hands
  Bb              F
I ended up on the other side
          C           F
Without a penny in my pants
  Bb             F
I woke up in the toilet
        C          F
When we got to Holyhead
    Bb               F
The doors were all a-banging
      C
And I wished that I was dead
 
Bb		     F
Then we went through customs
Bb		       F
With a couple of crazy thugs
Bb                    F
First they looked for bombs and joints
Dm		     C
Then they looked for drugs
Bb		   F
Stuck a flashlight up my ass
Bb		F
Told some Irish jokes
Bb		    F
Said "Fuck off now, Paddy"
     Dm                C
So I headed for [The S]moke
 
On the Booooooooaaaaaaaaat Train
 
F Bb  F Bb F Bb  F Bb
FF BbBb  FF BbBb FF BbBb  FF BbBb
F Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb C
 
   F
We got on board the train
 
And then we had a drink or two
Bb		F
Started playing poker
        C                F
But the booze ran out at Crewe
     Bb             F
Some people started sleeping
       C               F
Others looked for duty free
     Bb              F
Some bastard started singing
            C
"The little cottage by the Lee"
 
   Bb               F
He then sang "Paper Roses"
    Bb                 F
"Boolavogue" "Eileen Aru"
    Bb           F
Somebody started slagging off
    Dm            C
The Pakis and the Jews
Bb                 F
First I found some whiskey
Bb                F
Then I found some gin
  Bb              F
I sat down in the corner
      Dm             C
And I read the Daily News
Bb                F
First I drank the whiskey
Bb               F
Then I drank the gin
  Bb                F
I tried to make the toilet
      Dm              C
And I broke my fuckin shin
Bb                F
Next thing that I knew
         Bb            F
I was in London in the rain
  Bb              F
Staggering up the platform
        Dm     C
Off the   Boooooooaaaaaaat Train
 
F Bb  F Bb
FF BbBb  FF BbBb
F Bb F Bb F Bb C
 
***Version 2*** by Kristoffer Ekman
 
Capo 1st fret
 
Intro	|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|B	||
 
  E			      A		       E
I met with Napper Tandy and I shook him by the hand
	A	       E	       B	    E
He said hold me up for Christ sake for I can hardly stand
    A		     E	        B	       E
The most disgraceful journey on that I've ever been
    A		     E	    	      B
The last time that I travelled on the Boat Train
 
I had a couple of drinks in town and a few more at the port
I puked up on the gangway but some kind folks helped me board
They sat me at a table poured whiskey down my throat
They sat me at a table and I lost my watch and coat
 
A		    E	    A	  	       E
First we drank some whiskey then we drank some gin
A		E	      A	                 B
Then we drank tequila I think that's what did me in
A		   E	          A           E
Then we drank some brandy and the women had a dance
    A		   E			 B
The steward then announced that we could play the game of chance
 
We crowded round the table with our money in our hands
I ended up on the other side without a penny in my pants
I woke up in the toilet when we got to Holyhead
The doors were all a-banging and I wished that I was dead
 
Then it was the customs they called their bloody dogs
First they went for booze of course then they looked for drugs
Stabbed a flashlight up my ass told us all their jokes
Sid fell over paddy so I've had it for the smoke on the Boat Train
 
Inst	||:E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A:||
	|E     A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|B    ||
 
We got on board the train and then we had a drink or two
Started playing poker but the booze ran out at Crewe
Some people started sleeping others looked for duty free
Some bastard started singing the little cottage by the Lee
 
He then sang Paper Roses Boolavogue Eileen Aru
Somebody started slagging off the Pakis and the Jews
First I found some whiskey then I found some gin
I sat down in the corner and I read the Daily News
First I drank the whiskey then I drank the gin
I tried to make the toilet and I broke my fucking shin
Next thing that I knew I was in London in the rain
Staggering up the platform off the Boat Train
 
Outro	|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|E   A|B	|E     ||
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And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Intro: A A A
             D            A
When I was a young man, I carried my pack.
                     E          A
And I lived the free life, of a rover.
                         E
>From the Murray's green basin,
       D     A
To the dusty outback,
             E           A
I waltzed my matilda all over.
        E        D            A
Then in 1915, my country said "son"
       E
"It's time to stop rambling,"
             D          A
"Cos there's work to be done."
                  D
So they gave me a tin hat,
         A
And they gave me a gun,
                 E            A
And they sent me away to the war.
 
 
                    D        A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
             D             E
As we sailed away from the quay.
    D
And amidst all the tears,
         A
And the shouts and the cheers,
                  E      A
We sailed off for Galipoli
 
 
           D             A
How well I remember that terrible day,
                           E            A
when the blood stained the sand and the water.
                E
And how in that hell
          D             A
that they called Souvla Bay
                       E            A
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
       E                        D              A
Johnny Turk, he was ready, He'd primed himself well.
   E
He showered us with bullets,
       D              A
And he rained us with shells.
                    D
And in five minutes flat,
           A
he'd blown us all to hell.
                     E       A
Nearly blew us right back to Australia.
 
                    D        A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
                          E
As we stopped to bury our slain.
    D
And we buried ours
        A
and the Turks buried theirs,
                   E    A
And it started all over again.
 
                   D                 A
Now those who were living, Did their best to survive,
                     E                A
In that mad world of guts, blood, and fire.
                   E
And for seven long weeks,
  D           A
I kept myself alive,
                 E             A
As the corpses around me piled higher.
       E                             D         A
Then a big Turkish shell, Knocked me arse over tit.
    E
And when I awoke
        D      A
in my hospital bed,
                    D
And saw what it had done,
         A
Christ I wished I was dead.
                      E                 A
Never knew there were worse things than dying.
 
                    D        A
And no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda,
                               E
To the green bushes so far and near.
       D
For to hang tent and pegs
  A
A man needs two legs.
                    E        A
No more Waltzing Matilda for me.
 
                      D             A
So they collected the crippled, The wounded and maimed,
                         E       A
And they shipped us back home to Australia.
                 E
The legless, the armless,
    D           A
the blind and insane.
                    E         A
Those proud wounded heroes of Souvla
    E                       D        A
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
  E
I looked at the place
          D           A
where my legs used to be.
                            D
And thank Christ, there was nobody
A
waiting for me,
                 E            A
To grieve and to mourn and to pity.
 
                    D        A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
                                E
As they carried us down the gangway.
    D
But nobody cheered,
     A
They just stood and stared,
                      E     A
And they turned their faces away.
 
              D        A
And now every April, I sit on my porch,
                E            A
And I watch the parades pass before me.
             E
I see my old comrades,
    D            A
How proudly they march.
             E              A
Reliving the dreams of past glory.
  E                     D          A
I see the old men, all twisted and torn.
    E
The forgotten heroes
     D         A
of a forgotten war.
                     D
And the young people ask me,
         A
What are they marching for?
               E           A
And I ask my self the same question.
 
                   D        A
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
                                 E
And the old men still answer the call.
    D
But year after year,
      A
Their numbers get fewer,
                    E              A
Someday no-one will march there at all.
 
A                 D
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
A                                   E
Who'll come a waltzing matilda with me?
 
Outro:  A A E A
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Streams Of Whiskey

Streams Of Whiskey Guitar Chords & Lyrics
[Intro]
Gtr1:
D      D      D      G    A D      D      D      G    D
 
Gtr2:
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B|-3-5-3--3-5-3--3-5-7-7-7-5-7----3-5-7----------8-7--5-5-5-7-5--|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------|
 
e|-----------------------------5--------10-9-7-5-----------------|
B|-3-5-3--3-5-3--3-5-7-7-7-5-7----3-5-7----------8-7--5-3-3-5-3--|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------|
 
[Verse]
     D                  G                  D
Last night as I slept I dreamed I met with Behan
                               G                  A
I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day
     D                              G              D
When questioned on his views on the crux of life's philosophies
   D                 G         A               D
He had but these few clear and simple words to say
 
[Chorus]
I am going, I am going, Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going, Where streams of whiskey are flowing
 
[Verse]
I have cursed, bled and sworn, Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me, but the rope always was slack
And now that I've a pile, I'll go down to the Chelsea
I'll walk in on my feet, but I'll leave there on my back
 
[Chorus]
I am going, I am going, Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going, Where streams of whiskey are flowing
 
[Instrumental]
D      D      D      G    A D      D      D      G    D
 
[Verse]
Oh the words that he spoke, seemed the wisest of philosophies
There's nothing ever gained by a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark and I need the light inside of me
I'll walk into a bar and drink fifteen pints of beer
 
[Chorus]
I am going, I am going, Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going, Where streams of whiskey are flowing
 
[Outro]
D      D      D      G    A D      D      D      G    D
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A Rainy Night In Soho

A Rainy Night In Soho Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Capo: 3rd fret

D    D/F#    G    A
D    D/F#    G    A
 
[Verse 1]
D         D/F#         G         A
I've been loving you a long time
D            D/F#                G    A
Down all the years, down all the days
D        D/F#               G        A
And I've cried for all your troubles
D              D/F#         G     A
Smiled at your funny little ways
D              D/F#            G        A
We watched our friends grow up together
D      D/F#             G     A
And we saw them as they fell
D       D/F#           G       A
Some of them fell into Heaven
D       D/F#           G     A
Some of them fell into Hell
 
 
[Verse 2]
D      D/F#           G       A
I took shelter from a shower
D     D/F#              G     A
And I stepped into your arms
D    D/F#           G     A
On a rainy night in Soho
D            D/F#              G       A
The wind was whistling all its charms
D D/F#            G        A
I sang you all my sorrows
D   D/F#             G     A
You told me all your joys
D        D/F#             G          A
Whatever happened to that old song?
D            D/F#             G
To all those little girls and boys
      A                D    D/F#  G  A
Those little girls and boys
 
D    D/F#    G    A
D    D/F#    G    A
 
[Verse 3]
D           D/F#           G        A
Sometimes I wake up in the morning
D          D/F#       G    A
The ginger lady by my bed
D       D/F#          G        A
Covered in a cloak of silence
D          D/F#          G     A
I hear you talking in my head
D       D/F#            G       A
I'm not singing for the future
D       D/F#            G     A
I'm not dreaming of the past
D       D/F#           G           A
I'm not talking of the first time
D       D/F#            G     A
I never think about the last
 
D        D/F#           G     A
Now this song is nearly over
D            D/F#             G      A
We may never find out what it means
D               D/F#         G          A
Still there's a light I hold before me
D          D/F#          G
You're the measure of my dreams
A                 D      D/F#    G  A
The measure of my dreams
 
D    D/F#    G    A    D
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Streets Of Sorrow – Birmingham Six

Streets Of Sorrow – Birmingham Six Guitar Chords & Lyrics
Intro   |Amsus2 |Amsus2 ||
 
   C   G        C          G  F           Am       G          F
Oh farewell you streets of sorrow and farewell you streets of pain
     C     G       C         G  F          Am       G         F
I'll not return to feel more sorrow nor to see more young men slain
 
Through the last six years I've lived through terror and in the darkened streets the pain
Oh how I long to find some solace in my mind I curse the strain
 
So farewell you streets of sorrow and farewell you streets of pain
No I'll not return to feel more sorrow nor to see more young men slain
 
           D                        A                 D
There were six men in Birmingham in Guildford there's four
          D             G            A
That were picked up and tortured and framed by the law
        D            G                  D           G
And the filth got promotion but they're still doing time
          G                            A
For being Irish in the wrong place and at the wrong time
 
In Ireland they'll put you away in the Maze
In England they'll keep you for several long days
God help you if ever you're caught on these shores
And the coppers need someone when they walk through that door
 
          D                    G             A                D
You'll be counting years first five then ten growing old in a lonely hell
D                      G                  A                D
Round the yard and the stinking cell from wall to wall and back again
 
A curse on the judges the coppers and screws
Who tortured the innocent wrongly accused
For the price of promotion and justice to sell
May the judged be their judges when they rot down in hell
 
You'll be counting years first five then ten growing old in a lonely hell
Round the yard and lousy cell from wall to wall and back again
 
Inst    |C    D|C    D|C    D|C  Am ||
 
May the whores of the empire lie awake in their beds
And sweat as they count out the sins on their heads
While over in Ireland eight more men lie dead
Kicked down and shot in the back of the head
 
You'll be counting years first five then ten growing old in a freezing hell
Round the yard and the lousy cell from wall and back again
 
Counting years first five then ten growing old in a lonely hell
Round the yard and the lousy cell from wall to wall and back again
 
Outro   |C    D|C    D|C    D|C    D|C    D|C    D|C    D|C  Am ||
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Thousands Are Sailing

Thousands Are Sailing Guitar Chords & Lyrics
[Intro]
F#m E Bm A
 
[Verse]
    A
The island it is silent now
        D
But the ghosts still haunt the waves
        A                 F#m
And the torch lights up a famished man
    Bm                     E
Who fortune could not save
 
E       A
Did you work upon the railroad
        D
Did you rid the streets of crime
          A                     F#m
Were your dollars from the white  house
     E                           A
Were they from the five and dime
        F#m
Did the old songs taunt or cheer you
        D                       A
And did they still make you cry
        F#m
Did you count the months and years
                Bm                E
Or did your teardrops quickly dry
    A
Ah, No, says he 'twas not to be
     D
On a coffin ship I came here
      A          F#m
And I never even got so far
     E                         A
That they could change my name
 
[Chorus]
F#m
Thousands are still sailing
 E                 Bm
Across the Western Ocean
     F#m
To a land of opportunity
     E                 Bm
That some of them will never see
F#m
Fortune prevailing
E                  Bm
Across the Western Ocean
      F#m
Their bellies full
 
And their spirits free
        E                   Bm
They'll break the chains of poverty
            D     F#m  E B D F#m E B
And they'll dance
 
F#m Bm   F#m D   A E  A E A
 
 
[Verse 2]
In Manhattan's desert twilight
In the death of afternoon
We stepped hand in hand on Broadway
Like the first man on the moon
And "The Blackbird" broke the silence
As you whistled it so sweet
And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
I danced up and down the street
 
Then we said goodnight to Broadway
Giving it our best regards
Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan
Dear old Times Square's favourite bard
Then we raised a glass to J.F.K.
And a dozen more besides
When I got back to my empty room
I suppose I must have cried
 
[Chorus 2]
Thousands are sailing
Again across the ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Postcards we're mailing
Of sky-blue skies and oceans
From rooms the daylight never sees
Where lights don't glow on Christmas trees
But we dance to the music And we dance
 
[Chorus 3]
Thousands are sailing
Across the Western Ocean
Where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery
Where e'er we go, we celebrate
The land that makes us refugees
From fear of Priests with empty plates
From guilt and weeping effigies
And we dance
 
 
D F#m E B /*repeat to fade*/
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The Body Of An American

The Body Of An American Guitar Chords & Lyrics
    C              F        C                        F      C
The cadillac stood by the house and the Yanks they were within
    C                      F                  C              G
And the tinker boys they hissed advice 'Hot wire her with a pin'
   C                      F                   C                     G
We turned and shook as we had a look in the room where the dead man lay
   C                  F         C                             F    C
So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip to the shores where his fathers laid
 
C                                        F         C
Fifteen minutes later we had our first taste of whiskey
C                                     F             G
There was uncles giving lectures on ancient Irish history
F                                       C              G
The men all started telling jokes and the women they got frisky
   C                      C             F                G
At five o' clock in the evening every bastard there was pisskey
 
          C           G             F              C
Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say
    F                                C          G
Farewell to New York City boys to Boston and P A
   F                                              C              G
He took them out will a well-aimed clout he was often heard to say
      C         F          G   C
I'm a free born man of the U.S.A.
 
C                                           F                  C
He fought the champ in Pittsburgh and he slashed him to the ground
C                                   F             G
He took on Tiny tartanella and it only went one round
F                                   C                  G
He never had no time for red, for drink, or dice or whores
   C                   C
And he never threw a fight when the fight was right
         F              G
So they sent him to the war
 
          C           G              F             C
Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say
    F                              C          G
With a slainte Joe and Erin go my love's in Amerikay
   F                                C              G
The calling of the rosary Spanish wine from far away
      C         F          G   C
I'm a free born man of the U.S.A.
 
Chorus, then Bridge:(repeat X 2 over C,C,F,C, F, C,G,G,)
 
C                                   F             C
This morning on the harbour when I said goodbye to you
C                                 F                 G
I remember how I swore that I'd come back to you one day
F                                   C              G
And as the sunset came to meet the evening on the hill
   C                     C              F               G
I told you I'd always love you, I always did, I always will
 
          C           G             F              C
Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say
    F                                C                       G
'cept to say adieu to your eyes as blue as the water in the bay
    F                                           C          G
And to big Jim Dwyer the man of wire who was often heard to say
      C         F          G   C
I'm a free born man of the U.S.A.
A free born man of the U.S.A.
A free born man of the U.S.A.
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