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Riff Raff
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Any easy Irish pub song tab someone would like to post?


   
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Vic Lewis VL
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You know "Paddy's Sick Note" by the Dubliners? I know they sing it accapella, but it's very easy to put chords to - G C and D if you want to sing it in the same key...

:D :D :D

Vic

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Doug_C
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I don't have any to post, but some good Irish boys (one of 'em was Patrick Buckley) I knew down in MA had "The Black Velvet Band" as part of their repertoire. I just Googled for that, and a bunch of tab sites have it.


   
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Narn
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Have a look here http://nfldsongs.tripod.com/ .

The site is "Songs of Newfoundland and labrador" but you will certainly find some "pubby" songs in amongst them.

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teleplayer324
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Here are a few:

WILD ROVER

I've been a Wild Rover for many a year
G D G C
And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer
G C
And now I'm returning with gold in great store
G D G
And I never will play the Wild Rover no more.

D
And it's no, nay, never
G C
No nay never no more
G C Am
Will I play the Wild Rover
D G
No never, no more.

I went to an alehouse I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her for a Red Stripe, she answered me "nay"
She said, "Patrons like you, I can get any day!"

And it's no, nay, never..

From out of my pockets I took moneys bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said, "I have Red Stripes, and wines of the best,
And the words that I said, son, were only in jest!"

And it's no, nay, never....

I'll go back to Jamaica and lie in the sun
But I will play the part of the prodigal son
And if my girl loves me, as oft' times before
Then I never will play the Wild Rover no more.

And it's no, nay, never...

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A Nation Once Again

G
When boyhoods fire was in my blood
C D7 G
I read of ancient freemen
Em G C
For Greece and Rome who bravely stood
Am D7
Three hundred men and three men
D
And then I prayed I might yet see
C A7 B7
Our fetters rent in twain
C Cm D
And Ireland long a province be
G D G
A nation once again
C
CHORUS: A nation once again
Am D7
A nation once again
G Em C D
And Ireland long a province be
G D G
A nation once again

And from that time through wildest woe
That hope has shone a far light
Nor could loves brightest summer glow
Outshine that solemn starlight
It seemed to watch above my head
In forum, field and fane
Its angel voice sang round my bed
A nation once again

CHORUS:

It whisperd too that freedoms ark
And service high and holy
Would be profaned by feelings dark
And passions vain or lowly
For, freedom comes form Gods right hand
And needs a godly train
And righteous men must make our land
A nation once agian

CHORUS:

So, as I grew from boy to man
I bent me to that bidding
My spirit of each selfish plan
And cruel passion ridding
For, thus I hoped some day to aid
Oh, can such hope be vain
When my dear country shall be made
A nation once again.

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Only Our Rivers

G D G
When apples still grow in November
C G D
When blossoms still bloom from each tree
C G
When leaves are still green in December
D Bm Em
It's then that our land will be free
C G
I wander her hills and her valleys
C D
And still through my sorrow I see
C G
A land that has never know freedom
D Bm Em
And only her rivers run free

I drink to the death of her manhood
Those men who'd rather have died
Than to live in the cold chains of bondage
To bring back thier rights were denied
Oh where are you now that we need you
What burns where the flame used to be
Are ye gone like the snows of last winter
And will only our ivers run free

How sweet is life but we're crying
How mellow the wine but we're dry
How fragrant the rose but it's dying
How gentle the wind but it sighs
What good is in youth when it's aging
What joy is in eyes that can't see
When there's sorrow in sunshine and laughter
And still only our rivers run free

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WHISKEY IN A JAR

G Em
As I was going over, Gilgara Mountain,
C G
I spied colonel Farrel, and his money he was counting.
Em
At first I drew my pistol, and then I drew my rapier,
C G
saying: "Stand and deliver, for I am your bold deciver"
D7
Musha Ringum Durum Da
G
Whack Fol the Daddy 'o
Em C
Whack Fol the Daddy 'o
G D7 G
there's whiskey in the jar
G Em
He counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny,
C
I put it in my pocket,
G
to take home to darling Jenny,

She sighed and swore she loved me,
Em
and never would decieve me,
C
but the Devil take the women,
G
for they always lie so easy

Chorus

And next morning early,
Em
before I rose for travel,
C
a-came a band of footmen,
G
and likewise Colonel Farrel,

I goes to draw my pistol,
Em
for she had stolen away my rapier,
C
but a prisoner I was taken,
G
I couldn't shoot the water

Chorus

They put into jail,
Em
with a judge all a writtin'.
C
Robbin' Colonel Farrel,
G
on Gilgara Mountain.

But they didn't take me fists,
Em
and I knocked the jailer down,
C
and bid a farewell
G
to this tight fisted town

Chorus

There's some takes delight,
Em
in the carriages and rollin'.
C
Some takes delight
G
in the Hurley or the Bollin'

But I takes delight,
Em
in the juice of the barley,
C
Courtin' pretty maids
G
in the mornin', oh so early.

Chorus (Play the last two lines fast)

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