Tonalité : G major
Verse 1
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I'd never been over there before,
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was invited cordially
Em
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But first I had to brave
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that feckin' man -killin' Irish sea
I got on a boat,
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didn't know if it would float
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Jeez Loic, it really should
That twelve -foot piece
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of utter sheet
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was made from firewood
Em
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It had cracks and splinters,
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I'd seen two hundred winters
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Two cricket bats for the oars
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By the time I started to shade myself
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I was in between two shores
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Oh, I'm going in style
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To the Emerald Isle
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If this feckin' boat doesn't kill me first
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The weather surely will
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The two burly Irish sailors
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They had put a bet on me
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To see if I would vomit,
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and into the Irish sea
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But that bet was a certain loser,
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I would never puke on that tub
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Cause I had a folded fifty pound note,
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hidden in my gub
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Now I wasn't gonna give up that dosh,
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held by gritted teeth
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It was for my drinkin' antics,
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then maybe for my wreath
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I'm going in style to the Emerald Isle
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Where I'll leave me footprint
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and a bouquet of oil
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Gonna find me a port far away
from the sailing vessel
Em
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Gonna sit on me soaking arse all day,
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have a scrap and a drunken wrestle
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Now you all know by now
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Ireland's reputation
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Guinness, Pooching,
Public House, Abernation
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I must admit, the people are quite mellow
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But you'd better keep a
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Em
beady eye on your cello
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Or you'll leave there sick and yellow
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I'll leave in style from the Emerald Isle
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With me good suit on and
my woolen socks
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I've been here for a while,
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I'm leaving here from the
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old stone docks
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Those two burly Irish sailors,
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they now chaperone my box
Ireland bit my arsehole,
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and to this I must concede
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She done me over proper,
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in a box I'm loy indeed
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It wasn't natural causes
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that has left me stiff and blue
Em
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I blame the drink, the weather
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and that plate of pickled coo
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Back in Stoyle from the Emerald Isle
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They came in fast and thirsty
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Just like a rolling thunder
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For to pay respects and
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have a wake for me
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Have a drink to an absent friend
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Now I'm six feet under
Em
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This is the feckin' N -O -A -O,
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And not the drunken blunder.
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