Broad Black Brimmer Chords by The Davitts
Tempo:
123.85 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
C
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [C] [F]
There's a uniform that's hanging [Bb] in what's known as [F] Father's room, a uniform so simple [C] in style.
[F] It has no fancy bit of [Bb] gold, no hut but [F] Father's dome, yet the mother [C] has preserved [F] it all the while.
[Bb] One day she met me tread [F] on a wish of mine for years, in memory of your father [Dm] John, she said.
[F] And as they put the [Bb] sombron on she was smiling [F] through the tears, as she pissed the [C] broad back from her [F] on me head.
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze.
[F] An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day.
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA.
[C] [F]
Was the uniform was worn [Bb] by me father [F] long ago, lay rich me more sons dead [C] on their own.
[F] Was the uniform he wore [Bb] in that little [F] church below, when in farm [C] act he blessed a [F] pair as one.
[Bb] And after truce and treaty [F] and the parting of the way, he wore it when he marched out [Dm] with the rest.
[F] And when they bore his body [Bb] down that rugged [F] feathered ray, they pissed the [C] broad black river [F] on his cheest.
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze.
[F]
An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day.
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river of the IRA.
Or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA.
There's a uniform that's hanging [Bb] in what's known as [F] Father's room, a uniform so simple [C] in style.
[F] It has no fancy bit of [Bb] gold, no hut but [F] Father's dome, yet the mother [C] has preserved [F] it all the while.
[Bb] One day she met me tread [F] on a wish of mine for years, in memory of your father [Dm] John, she said.
[F] And as they put the [Bb] sombron on she was smiling [F] through the tears, as she pissed the [C] broad back from her [F] on me head.
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze.
[F] An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day.
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA.
[C] [F]
Was the uniform was worn [Bb] by me father [F] long ago, lay rich me more sons dead [C] on their own.
[F] Was the uniform he wore [Bb] in that little [F] church below, when in farm [C] act he blessed a [F] pair as one.
[Bb] And after truce and treaty [F] and the parting of the way, he wore it when he marched out [Dm] with the rest.
[F] And when they bore his body [Bb] down that rugged [F] feathered ray, they pissed the [C] broad black river [F] on his cheest.
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze.
[F]
An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day.
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river of the IRA.
Or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA.
Key:
F
Bb
C
Dm
F
Bb
C
Dm
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
There's a uniform that's hanging [Bb] in what's known as [F] Father's room, a uniform so simple [C] in style. _
[F] It has no fancy bit of [Bb] gold, no hut but [F] Father's dome, yet the mother [C] has preserved [F] it all the while. _ _
[Bb] One day she met me tread [F] on a wish of mine for years, in memory of your father [Dm] John, she said. _ _
[F] And as they put the [Bb] sombron on she was smiling [F] through the tears, as she pissed the [C] broad back from her [F] on me head. _
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze. _
[F] An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day. _
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA. _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
Was the uniform was worn [Bb] by me father [F] long ago, lay rich me more sons dead [C] on their own. _
[F] Was the uniform he wore [Bb] in that little [F] church below, when in farm [C] act he blessed a [F] pair as one. _
[Bb] And after truce and treaty [F] and the parting of the way, he wore it when he marched out [Dm] with the rest. _
[F] And when they bore his body [Bb] down that rugged [F] feathered ray, they pissed the [C] broad black river [F] on his cheest.
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze.
_ [F]
An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day. _
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river of the IRA.
Or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA. _
There's a uniform that's hanging [Bb] in what's known as [F] Father's room, a uniform so simple [C] in style. _
[F] It has no fancy bit of [Bb] gold, no hut but [F] Father's dome, yet the mother [C] has preserved [F] it all the while. _ _
[Bb] One day she met me tread [F] on a wish of mine for years, in memory of your father [Dm] John, she said. _ _
[F] And as they put the [Bb] sombron on she was smiling [F] through the tears, as she pissed the [C] broad back from her [F] on me head. _
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze. _
[F] An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day. _
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA. _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
Was the uniform was worn [Bb] by me father [F] long ago, lay rich me more sons dead [C] on their own. _
[F] Was the uniform he wore [Bb] in that little [F] church below, when in farm [C] act he blessed a [F] pair as one. _
[Bb] And after truce and treaty [F] and the parting of the way, he wore it when he marched out [Dm] with the rest. _
[F] And when they bore his body [Bb] down that rugged [F] feathered ray, they pissed the [C] broad black river [F] on his cheest.
It's just a broad black river, [Bb] it's ribbon [F] spread and torn, by the careless wisp of many's a [Dm] mountain breeze.
_ [F]
An old trench coat [Bb] that's all had a [F] stained and worn, and bridges [C] almost dead bare [F] at their knees.
[Bb] A sombron belt [F] with a buckle big and strong, and a holster that's been empty [Dm] many's a day. _
[F] When men claim I was freedom, [Bb] no one shall [F] choose to leave them, or wear the broad black river of the IRA.
Or wear the broad black river [C] of the [F] IRA. _
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