Chords for Arthur McBride (Paul Brady Arrangement)

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114 bpm
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C#

C#m

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Arthur McBride (Paul Brady Arrangement) chords
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[B]
[F#] [B]
[E] [C#] [B]
[F#]
[B]
[E] [B]
[F#]
[E] [B]
[F#] [B]
[F#] [B] Oh me and [C#] me cousin [F#] won Northam Egg [E] right, as [B] we did go walking [E] down by the [B] seaside.
Now mark what [F#] day to follow, [B] and what to be [C#] tight, [E] for it be an [B] autumn Christmas [C#] morning.
[B] Off for [F#] recreation [B] we went on a tramp, [E] and we met Sergeant Nepper and Corporal Vamp,
[B] and a little [F#] wee drummer, [B] and Tintin to count, [E] for they'd be [B] pleasant [C#m] and [B] charm.
Good morning, good morning, the sergeant did cry, and the same to the [E] gentleman we did reply.
[B] And Tintin [C#] no harm, [B] but meant to pass by, [E] for it be an [B] autumn Christmas [F#] morning.
But [B] says he might [F#] find houses [B] he will [C#] enlist, and guineas [B] in gold a [F#] little slip in your case,
[B] and a crown in [F#] the brigand, [B] or to kick up in the dust, [E] and drink the [B] king's health [C#m] in the morn.
[B] [F#] For [B] a soldier [F#] he leads [B] a very bright life, and he always is blessed with a [E] charming young wife.
He pays all his [F#] debts without sorrow or [A#] strife, and [E] always is [B] pleasant and [F#] charming.
[B] And a soldier he [F#] always [B] is decent and clean, [E] and the finest [B] of clothing [E] he's constantly seen.
[B] While other [F#] poor fellows [B] go dirty and [G#] mean, and so [B] poor they're [F#] more.
[B]
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[B]
[F#] [B]
[E]
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[F#] [B]
[F#] [B] But says Arthur, [F#] I wouldn't [B] be proud of your clothes, [E] I have [B] only the length of [E] them as I suppose,
[B] and you dare not [C#m] to change them [B] one night for a doe, if [E] you do you'll [B] be flogged [F#] and mourned.
And [B] although [C#] we [B] are single and free, we take great delight in [E] our own company.
[B] We have no [F#] desire, [B] strange faces to [E] see, although the [B] charms [F#] are charm.
But we have no desire [B] to take your [C#] land, for [E] others [B] and dangers we [E] barter on chance.
[B] For you would have no [F#] scruples, but to send us to [G#] France, where [E] we would get [B] shot without war.
[B]
[F#] [B] What of the [F#] society that have no such a [E] chap, and I [B] thought they'd get from Spelby nor Brad.
Where if you [F#] insult me [B] with one other word, [E] I'll cut off [B] your head [F#] and more.
[B] But Arthur [F#] and I, [B] we soon drew our hearts, [E] and this case gave [D#m] him time for [E] to draw the remains.
[B] When a trusty [F#] chalet [B] came over their [C#] heads, [E] and begged them to take their [F#] Israel [B] home.
[F#]
There were steel [B] breakers laid on by their [C#] side, [E] we flung [B] them as far as [E] we could in the tide.
[B] Now take them [F#] out, devils [B] cried, Arthur [C#] said bye, [E] and tempered [B] their edge [F#] in the wood.
[B] Now [C#] the weeper [B] we flattened his bow, [E] and we made [B] a football of [E] his rowdy dow-dow.
[B] Threw him in the [F#] tide, [B] put him rock and twirl, [E] and then he [B] died a tedious return.
[F#] We have made no money, [B] paid with long and cracks, and we paid no respect [E] to their Jew bloody backs.
But we laughed at them there, [B] like a pair of wet [G#m] sacks, [E] and laughed at [B] their dead [F#] mourning.
[B] And so to [F#] conclude our [B] new finished [C#] dispute, we obligingly asked if [E] they wanted [B] recruits.
But we [C#] were the last, [B] we gave them hard [E] clouds, and let [B] them look [F#] sharp in the [B] morning.
[E] [B]
[E] [F#] [B]
[E] [B]
[E] [B]
[F#] [B] [F#] [B]
[F#] [B] Oh, in the end, [C#] because in [B] one northern [G#] rank [E] rioters we did [B] go, walking [E] down by the seaside.
[B] Now Mark would [F#] dig a hole, [B] and want to be [C#] tied, [E] but being [B] on Christmas [C#m] morning.
[B] [C#] [B] [F#] [B] [F#]
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_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] Oh me and [C#] me cousin [F#] won Northam Egg [E] right, as [B] we did go walking [E] down by the [B] seaside.
Now mark what [F#] day to follow, [B] and what to be [C#] tight, [E] for it be an [B] autumn Christmas [C#] _ morning.
[B] Off for [F#] recreation [B] we went on a tramp, [E] and we met Sergeant Nepper and Corporal Vamp,
[B] and a little [F#] wee drummer, [B] and Tintin to count, [E] for they'd be [B] pleasant [C#m] and [B] charm. _ _ _
_ _ _ Good morning, good morning, the sergeant did cry, and the same to the [E] gentleman we did reply.
[B] And Tintin [C#] no harm, [B] but meant to pass by, [E] for it be an [B] autumn Christmas [F#] morning.
But [B] says he might [F#] find houses [B] he will [C#] enlist, and guineas [B] in gold a [F#] little slip in your case,
[B] and a crown in [F#] the brigand, [B] or to kick up in the dust, [E] and drink the [B] king's health [C#m] in the morn.
[B] _ _ [F#] For [B] a soldier [F#] he leads [B] a very bright life, and he always is blessed with a [E] charming young wife.
He pays all his [F#] debts without sorrow or [A#] strife, and [E] always is [B] pleasant and [F#] charming.
[B] And a soldier he [F#] always [B] is decent and clean, [E] and the finest [B] of clothing [E] he's constantly seen.
[B] While other [F#] poor fellows [B] go dirty and [G#] mean, and so [B] poor they're [F#] more.
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_ _ [F#] _ [B] But says Arthur, [F#] I wouldn't [B] be proud of your clothes, [E] I have [B] only the length of [E] them as I suppose,
[B] and you dare not [C#m] to change them [B] one night for a doe, if [E] you do you'll [B] be flogged [F#] and mourned.
And [B] although [C#] we [B] are single and free, we take great delight in [E] our own company.
[B] We have no [F#] desire, [B] strange faces to [E] see, although the [B] charms [F#] are charm.
_ But we have no desire [B] to take your [C#] land, for [E] others [B] and dangers we [E] barter on chance.
[B] For you would have no [F#] scruples, but to send us to [G#] France, where [E] we would get [B] shot without war.
[B] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ What of the [F#] society that have no such a [E] chap, and I [B] thought they'd get from Spelby nor Brad.
Where if you [F#] insult me [B] with one other word, [E] I'll cut off [B] your head [F#] and more.
_ [B] But Arthur [F#] and I, [B] we soon drew our hearts, [E] and this case gave [D#m] him time for [E] to draw the remains.
[B] When a trusty [F#] chalet [B] came over their [C#] heads, [E] and begged them to take their [F#] Israel [B] home.
_ _ [F#] _
There were steel [B] breakers laid on by their [C#] side, [E] we flung [B] them as far as [E] we could in the tide.
[B] Now take them [F#] out, devils [B] cried, Arthur [C#] said bye, [E] and tempered [B] their edge [F#] in the wood.
_ [B] Now [C#] the weeper [B] we flattened his bow, [E] and we made [B] a football of [E] his rowdy dow-dow.
[B] Threw him in the [F#] tide, [B] put him rock and twirl, [E] and then he [B] died a tedious return.
_ _ [F#] We have made no money, [B] paid with long and cracks, and we paid no respect [E] to their Jew bloody backs.
But we laughed at them there, [B] like a pair of wet [G#m] sacks, [E] and laughed at [B] their dead [F#] mourning.
_ [B] And so to [F#] conclude our [B] new finished [C#] dispute, we obligingly asked if [E] they wanted [B] recruits.
But we [C#] were the last, [B] we gave them hard [E] clouds, and let [B] them look [F#] sharp in the [B] morning. _ _
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_ _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] Oh, in the end, [C#] because in [B] one northern [G#] rank [E] rioters we did [B] go, walking [E] down by the seaside.
[B] Now Mark would [F#] dig a hole, [B] and want to be [C#] tied, [E] but being [B] on Christmas [C#m] morning.
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