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Carrickfergus »« traditional


Carrickfergus  »«  traditional


[C]I wish I [D]was [D7]in Carrick[G]fergus, [Em]Only for [Am]nights [D7]in Bally[G]grant [C]I would swim [D]over the [D7]deepest [G]ocean, [Em]Only for [Am]nights [D7]in Bally[G] grant But the sea is wide and I [B7]cannot cross [D]over [Em]And neither have I the [Am]wings to [D7]fly [C]I wish I could [D]meet [C]a handsome [G]boatman To ferry me [Am]over, [D7]my love to [G]find [C][G] [C]But in Kil[D]kenny, [D7]it is [G]reported, [Em]On marble [Am]stones there [D7]as black as [G]ink [C]With gold [D]and silver [D7]I would [G]support her, [Em]But I'll sing [Am]no more [D7]'till I get a [G]drink. For I'm drunk today, and I'm [B7]seldom [D]sober, [Em]A handsome rover [Am]from town to [D7]town, [C]Ah, but I'm [D]sick now, [C]my days are [G]numbered, Come all you [Am]young men [D7]and lay me [G]down. [C][G] of : [F]I wish I [G]was [G7]in Carrick[C]fergus, [Am]Only for [Dm]nights [G7]in Bally[C]grant [F]I would swim [G]over the [G7]deepest [C]ocean, [Am]Only for [Dm]nights [G7]in Bally[C]grant But the sea is wide and I [E7]cannot cross [G]over [Am]And neither have I the [Dm]wings to [G7]fly [F]I wish I [G]could meet [F]a handsome [C]boatman To ferry me [Dm]over, [G7]my love to [C]find [F][C] [F]My childhood [G]days [G7]bring back [C]sad reflections [Am]Of happy [Dm]times [G7]I spent so long [C]ago, [F]My boyhood [G]friends and [G7]my own [C]relations [Am]Have all [Dm]passed on now [G7]like melting [C]snow. But I'll spend my days in [E7]endless roa[G]ming, [Am]Soft is the grass, my [Dm]bed is [G7]free. [F]Ah, to be [G]back now[F] in Carrick[C]fergus, On that long [Dm]road [G7]down to the [C]sea. [F][C] [F]But in Kil[G]kenny, [G7]it is [C]reported, [Am]On marble [Dm]stones there as black as [C]ink [F]With gold [G]and silver [G7]I would [C]support her, [Am]But I'll sing [Dm]no more [G7]'till I get a [C]drink. For I'm drunk today, and I'm [E7]seldom [G]sober, [Am]A handsome rover [Dm]from town to [G7]town, [F]Ah, but I'm [G]sick now, [F]my days are [C]numbered, Come all you [Dm]young men [G7]and lay me [C]down. [F][C] A E A F#m I wish I was in Carrickfergus Bbm E A Only for nights in Ballygrant D E A F#m I would swim over the deepest ocean Bbm E A Only for nights in Ballygrant F#m E But the sea is wide and I can not cross over A D E and neader ha-have I the wings to fly D E A F#m i wish i could meet a handsome boatsman Bbm E A To ferry me over to my love to find 2x A D E A F#m but in Kilkenny, it is reported Bbm E A On marble stone there as black a-a-as ink D E A F#m With gold and silver I would support her Bbm E A But I'll sing no more now,'til I get a drink. F#m E for I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober A D E A handsome rover from town to town D E A F#m Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered Bbm E A come all ye young man and lay me down of Carrickfergus G Am D G Em I wish I was in Carrickfergus, Am D C G Only for nights in Ballygrant Am D G Em I would swim over the deepest ocean, Am D C G Only for nights in Ballygrant, * G D But the sea is wide and I cannot cross over Em C D And neither have I the wings to fly Am D G I wish I could meet a handsome boatsman Em Am D C G To ferry me over, my love to find ** My childhood days bring back sad reflections Of happy times I spent so long ago, My boyhood friends and my own relations Have all passed on now like melting snow. But I'll spend my days in endless roaming, Soft is the grass, my bed is free. Ah, to be back now in Carrickfergus, On that long road down to the sea. But in Kilkenny, it is reported, On marble stones there as black as ink With gold and silver I would support her, But I'll sing no more 'till I get a drink. For I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober, A handsome rover from town to town, Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered, Come all you young men and lay me down.

 

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Mull of Kintyre »« traditional


Mull of Kintyre  »«  traditional


D G D Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea G A7 D my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre. D D7 Far have I travelled and much have I seen G D dark distant mountains with valleys of green. D7 Past painted deserts the sun sets on fire G A7 D as he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre. Ref D D7 Sweep trought the heather like deer in the glen G D carry me back to the days I knew then. D7 Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir G A7 D of the life and the times of the Mull of Kintyre. Ref D D7 Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain G D still takes me back where my mem´ries remain. D7 Flickering embers (Figurind amber) grow higher then high G A7 D as they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre. Ref
 
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Rosin the Beau »« traditional


Rosin the Beau  »«  traditional


[C]I've traveled [C/G]all over this [C]world,[C/G] [C]And now to [C/G]another I [Am]go.[Am/E] [C]And I know that good [C/G]quarters are [C]waiting [F]To [C]welcome old [G]Rosin the [C]Beau [C]To welcome old Rosin the [F]Beau [C]To welcome old Rosin the [Am]Beau[Am/E] [C]And I know that [C/G]good quarters are [C]waiting [F]To [C]welcome old [G]Rosin the [C]Beau [C]When I'm dead [C/G]and laid out on the [C]counter[C/G] [C]A voice you will [C/G]hear from [Am]below,[Am/E] [C]Saying "Send down [C/G]a hogshead of [C]whisky [F]To [C]drink with old [G]Rosin the [G]Beau" [C]To drink with old Rosin the [F]Beau [C]To drink with old Rosin the [Am]Beau [C]Saying "Send down a [C/G]hogshead of [C]whisky [F]To [C]drink with old [G]Rosin the [G]Beau" [D]Then get a half [D/A]dozen stout [D]fellows[D/A] [D]And stack them [D/A]all up in a [Bm]row([F#]) [D]Let them drink out [D/A]of half gallon [D]bottles [G]To [D]the memory of [A]Rosin the [D]Beau[D/A] [D]To the memory of Rosin the [G]Beau [D]To the memory of Rosin the [Bm]Beau([F#]) [D]Let them drink out [D/A]of half gallon [D]bottles [G]To [D]the memory of [A]Rosin the [D]Beau [D]Then get a half [D/A]dozen stout [D]fellows[D/A] [D]And let them all [D/A]stagger and [Bm]go([F#]) [D]And dig a great [D/A]hole in the [D]meadow [G]And [D]in it put [A]Rosin the [D]Beau [D]And in it put Rosin the [G]Beau [D]And in it put Rosin the [Bm]Beau([F#]) [D]And dig a great [D/A]hole in the [D]meadow [G]And [D]in it put [A]Rosin the [D]Beau. [D]Then get ye a [D/A]couple of [D]bottles.[D/A] [D]Put one at me [D/A]head and me [Bm]toe.([F#]) [D]With a diamond [D/A]ring scratch [D]upon 'em [G]The [D]name of old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau. [D]The name of old Rosin the [G]Beau. [D]The name of old Rosin the [Bm]Beau.([F#]) [D]With a diamond [D/A]ring scratch [D]upon 'em [G]The [D]name of old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.[D/A]of [G][D][A][D] [D]I feel that old [D/A]tyrant [D]approaching,[D/A] [D]That cruel [D/A]remorseless old [Bm]foe, [D]And I lift up me [D/A]glass in his [D]honour. [G]Take a [D]drink with old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau. [D]Take a drink with old Rosin the [G]Beau. [D]Take a drink with old Rosin the [Bm]Beau.([F#]) [D]And I lift up me [D/A]glass in his D[honour. [G]Take a [D]drink with old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.[D/A]of [G][D][A][D] Andere akkoordcombinatie verse: C C C C C Am Dm G7 C C C C F C G C chorus: C C F F C Am Dm G7 C C C C F C G7 C


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Donald where's your trousers »« traditional


Donald where's your trousers  »«  traditional


I just down from the Isle of Skye I'm no very big but I'm awful shy All the lassies shout as I walk by, "Donald, Where's Your Trousers?" Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go All the lassies cry, "Hello! Donald, where's your trousers?" I went to a fancy ball It was slippery in the hall I was afeared that I may fall Because I nay had on trousers I went down to London town To have a little fun in the underground All the Ladies turned their heads around, saying, "Donald, where's your trousers?" The lassies love me every one But they must catch me if they can You canna put the breeks on a highland man, saying, "Donald, where's your trousers?"


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Coulter's Candy »« traditional


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G C G G E D G C G G D G   Ally bally ally bally bee, Sittin on yer mammie's knee, Greetin for a wee bawbee, Tae buy some Coulter's candy.   Sweet   Ally. bally, ally, bally bee, When you grow up you'll go to sea, Makin' pennies for your daddy and me, Tae buy mair Coulter's Candy.   Mammy gie me ma thrifty doon Here's auld Coulter comin' roon Wi' a basket on his croon Selling Coulter's Candy.   Little Annie's greetin' tae Sae whit can puir wee Mammy dae But gie them a penny atween them twae Tae buy mair Coulter's Candy.   Poor wee Jeannie's lookin' affa thin, A rickle o' banes covered ower wi' skin, She'll soon be gettin' a wee double chin Frae sookin' Coulter's Candy.   There's no money for a poor wee soul, Yer daddie's signing on the dole, But there's a penny in the sugar bowl To get your Coulter's Candy.


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The Night Visiting Song »« traditional


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[Capodaster : fret 2]   I[D] must[G] away[D] now,I can no longer[A] tar[D]ry, This morning's[G] tem[D]pest,I have to[A] cross, I must be[D] guided,without a[G] stum[D]ble, Into the[G] ar[D]ms I [A]love the[D] most   And when he came to his true love's dwelling, He knelt down gently,upon a stone, And through her window,he whispered lowly Is my true lover within at home.   Wake up,wake up love it is thine own true lover, Wake up,wake up love and let me in, For I am tired love and oh so weary, And more than near drenched to the skin.   She's raised her up,her down soft pillow, She's raised her up,and she's let him in, And they were locked in,each other's arms, Untill that long night was past and gone.   And when that long night was pased and overm And when the small clouds,began to grow, He's taken her hand amd they kissed ands parted, Then he saddled and mounted,and away did go.   [Herhaal 1ste.vers | Repeat first verse]  

 

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Botany Bay »« traditional


Botany Bay  »«  traditional

Akkoorden :: chords :   / G Em / C G / - Em / D - / G Em / C D / Em - / EmD Em /   of :: or   C Am F C C Am D7 G C Am F C C Am E7 Am   Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lies Farewell to your gangers and gang planks and to hell with your overtime The good ship Ragamuffin she's lying at the Quay For to take oul Pat with his shovel on his back To the shores of Botany Bay   I'm on my way down to the Quay where the ship at anchor lies To command a gang of navvys that they told me to engage I thought I'd drop in for a drink before I went away For to take a trip on an emigrant ship To the shores of Botany Bay   Chorus:   The boss came up this morning, he says "well Pat, you know If you don't get your navvys out, I'm afraid you'll have to go" So I asked him for my wages and demanded all my pay For I told him straight, I'm going to emigrate To the shores of Botany Bay   Chorus:   And when I reach Australia I'll go and look for gold There's plenty there for the digging of, or so I have been told Or else I'll go back to my trade and a hundred bricks I'll lay Because I live for an eight hour shift On the shores of Botany Bay   Chorus:

 

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Star Of The County Down »« traditional


Star Of The County Down  »«  traditional

Em G  D  G  Em D	Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning in July
Em G D G C D Em Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by
G Am G Em D She looked so neat from her two white feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Em G D Em C D Em Such a (Sure the)coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself, to make sure I was standing there


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G Am G Em D From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
Em G D Em C D Em No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down


Em G D G Em D As she onward sped, sure I shook my head and I gazed with a feeling quare
Em G D G C D EmAnd I said, says I to a passer-by, who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?
G Am G Em D He smiled at me and with pride says he, that's the gem of Irelands crown
Em G D Em C D Em She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down

CHORUS:

Em G D G Em D She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
Em G D G C D And you held each note from her lily-white throat, as she lilted an Irish tune
G Am G Em D At the pattern dance you were in trance as she tripped through a jig or reel
Em G D Em C D Em When her eyes she'd roll, she would lift soul as your heart she would likely steal

CHORUS:

Em G D G Em D At the harvest fair she'll be surely there and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
Em G D G C D With my shoes shon bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
G Am G Em D No pipe I smoke, no horse I'll yoke, let my plough with the rust turns brown
Em G D Em C D Em Till a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down

CHORUS:

of akkoorden :: or :chords

Verse:
Em/C/G/D/Em/C/D/Em/C/G/D/Em/C/Em/G/Em/C/D/G/Em/D/Em/C/G/D/Em /C/Em

Chorus:
G/Em/C/D/Em/C/D/Em/C/G/D/Em/C/D/Em

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The road to Dundee


The road to Dundee  »«  traditional

D G D Cold winter was howlin' o'er moorland and mountain G D E7 A7 And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea D G D When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie G D A7 D Who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee.   D G D Says I, "My young lassie, I canna weel tell ye, G D E7 A7 The road and the distance I canna weel gie, D G D But if you'll permit me to gang a wee bittie, G D A7 D I'll show you the road and the miles to Dundee."   The lassie consented and gie me her airm Not a word did I speir wha the lassie micht be She appeared like an angel in feature and form As she walked by my side on the road to Dundee.   At length wi' the howe o' Strathmartine behind us The spires o' the toon in full view we could see, She said, "Gentle sir, I can never forget ye For showin' me so far on the road to Dundee.   This ring and this purse please accept as a token And surely there's somethin' that ye can gi'e me, That in years to come I'll the laddie remember Who showed me the road and the miles to Dundee?"   I took the gold pin frae the scarf on my bosom, And said, "Tak' ye this, in remembrance o' me", And bravely I kissed the sweet lips o' the lassie And I pairted frae her on the road to Dundee.   So here's tae the lassie; I canna forget her, And ilka young laddie wha's listenin' to me, O never be sweir to convey a young lassie, Though it's only to show her the road to Dundee.  

 

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Molly Malone Cockles and Mussels


Molly Malone Cockles and Mussels (In Dublins fair city)  »«  traditional

G Em Am In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty G E7 A7 D7 I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone G Em D7 She wheeled a wheelbarrow, through streets broad and narrow G D- Am Em D G Crying: Cockles and Mussels, Alive, Alive O   Chorus:   G Em Alive, alive O Am D7 Alive, alive O G D- Crying, cockles and Mussels Am Em D7 G Alive, alive O   She was a fishmonger, and sure twas no wonder For so were her Father and Mother before And they all wheeled their barrows, Through streets broad and narrow Crying: Cockles and Mussels, Alive, alive O   (chorus)   She died of a faver, and no one to grieve her And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone Now her ghost wheels her barrow Through streets broad and narrow Crying: Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive O   (chorus)   of doorlopend [Gebruikt in demo] :   |G |Em |Am |D | |G |Em |C |D | |G |Em |Am |D | |G |Em |Am D |G |

 

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