Chords for best irish drinking songs - The Juice of the Barley

_ Song is actually a sort of a [N] rakes progress _
Music I don't suppose anyone has broken up yet, but please God if you can get it it sees
Bonya on bow is on Gowna and the juice of the barley for me
Which _ means the milk of the cow is all right for the calf, but the juice of the bar
In [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ the sweet County limerick [E] one cold winters [B] night
All the turf fires were burning when I first [F#] saw the light and
[B] The drunk now midwife [E] when tipsy [B] with joy
_ _ As she [D#] danced round the floor [F#] with her slip of a bike
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well when I was a [E] gossam of eight years [B] or so
With me turf and [E] me primer to school [F#] I'd go [B] to a dirty old [E] schoolhouse without any [B] door
_ Where lay the schoolmaster blind drunken
_ _ _ [E] _
At the _ [B] _ _ learning I wasn't such a genius I'm thinking
[G#m] _ Poetry
But I soon bet a master [F#] entirely a drink not [B]
awake or a wedding for five miles around
_ _ But myself in the corner was sure to be _ _ _ _
_ _ _ One
_ One Sunday the priest read me out from the author
[G#m] Saying you'll end up your days with your neck in [F#] a hover
[B] And you'll dance a fine jig between heaven and hand
And his words they did frighten me the [F#] truth
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[E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [B] _ _
So the very next morning [G#m] as the dawn it did [B] break I went down to the [E] vestry the pledge for [F#] today
_ _ [B] And there in that room
Sat the priests [B] in a bunch
_ Round [G#] a big roaring fire drinking tumblers of
[B] _ _ [E] _
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_ _ _ _ _ Well from that day to this I [E] have wandered along
[B] _ _ _
I'm a jack of all trades and a [F#] master of
With _ [B] the sky for me room [E] and the earth [B] for me floor _ _
And I'll dance out me [F#] days drinking whiskey galore
[B] _ _
[E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
You
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