Chords for charlie and the bhoys - against bigotry

_ _ _ We're not going to [G] count the boys themselves! _ _ _ _ _ _
Here we come from Belfast town, there [C] is the [G] G.Cow to hound.
You count until they go it, or [D] from Greg.
_ [G] You can come along and see Isaac and his peccary.
But don't you sing [D] wise of your [G] brigade. _ _
Cos Pericus has said no, [C] us [G] Jimbo have to go.
These rebel songs no longer [D] can be played.
_ Cos [G] they've made a sassle pack [C] to [G] polyesham our eye.
But don't you [D] sing wise of your [G] brigade.
_ You can sing I'll make your crown, against [C] the famine [G] and the crown.
The fields of Pattenrash [D] just makes you great.
_ [G] You can sing Glen Dillies tone, and [C] you'll never [G] walk alone.
But don't you [D] sing wise of your [G] brigade.
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campion's on the wing, Pete's [C] muckling [G] has had a say.
A loyalist through and through it has [D] been said.
_ [G] He has made a lot of cash, and [C] he [G] hates his orange sash.
And he doesn't [D] know wise of [G] your brigade.
_ So it's no more for us Wiggalend, up there are our freedom men.
John Stout, Don Gary, hello, must not [D] be played.
_ [G] The Droghlaig river has to go, J.
Pifter let's say hello.
And don't [D] you sing wise of your [G] brigade.
_ _ _ So children of Montanat, [C] do not sing [G] where ever not.
Who stood with me when [D] history was made.
_ [G] And don't sing of Gramercy, [C]
and her [G] gallant deceit.
Sing the wise [D] of your _ _ [G] brigade.
If it says [C] no, _ [G] it's chains of [D] how she [G] knows. _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ Oh father, [C] I never saw [G] Stout, from this great [D] eastern pond.
_ [G] _ Here is man, [C] _ and the whole [G] of [D] land, where they [G] were born.
_ [D] Oh Stout, I see, and never met you, [G] how far off [D] this land takes.
_ [G] When me and John [C] Stout, I thank [G] you, I join [Dm] her in the [G] IRA.
_ _ [D] Where are the lads, who stood with me, [G] when _ history [D] was made.
_ From Brad McQueen, I love to see, [G] the wise of the old brigade.
_ From hills and farm, [C] we called to [G] arms, was heard by [D] both gal and don.
[G] And from the glen, [C] we bravely young [G] men, in [D] lads' irons [G] car.
_ [D] But now, we _ face the foe, [G] the old brigade.
[D] _ _ In [G] _
my sight, [C] they fought and [G] died, but I [D] am happy [G] to be free.
[D] Where are the lads, who stood with me, [G] when history [D] was made.
From Brad McQueen, I love to [G] see, the wise of the old brigade. _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ And now, my boy, [C] I've told you [G] why, on the east of [D] Mona is sigh.
_ [G] But I hear a call, [C] my comrades [G] call, after [D] a whole of days gone [G] by.
[D] And I think, the men, who fought in [G] battle, with rifles [D] and grenades.
_ [G] They have a gift, [C] the men who sleep, [G] from the ranks [D] of the [G] old brigade.
_ [D] Where are the lads, who stood with [G] me, when _ history [D] was made.
From Brad McQueen, I love to see, [G] the wise [D] of the [G] old brigade.
[D] Where are the lads, who stood with [G] me, when history [D] was made.
_ From Brad McQueen, I love to see, the wise [G] of the _ _ [D] old _ [G] brigade.
This is the [C] road, [G] _ to [D] exile, after [G] all. _ _ _ _ _ _
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