Chords for Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem - Old Orange Flute

In the North of Ireland there's a crowd of fellas called Orange Men.
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_ _ _ If I come down to you I'll hiss you, and tell you there's [Am] an Orange Man over here. _
_ _ Anyhow, this is a song about a fella who was an Orange Man.
In the North of Ireland they're the bad fellas and we're the good fellas,
and they have big rows and parades and everything on the twelfth of [F] July every year
to commemorate the crossing of the river Boyne by King Billy.
[A] Now we didn't care too much for King Billy, and we still don't care too much for King Billy,
[C] but just to prove we're not prejudiced I'm going to sing an Orange Song.
It's about this fella Bob Williamson, _ who played a flute in this parade,
and he was an Orange Man, but he did the unthinkable thing, he married a papist.
_ [G] And he never had a day's luck [C] since.
And the name of the song is the old Orange Flute.
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In the county Tyrone [G] near the town of [C] Dunganon,
where a [Fm] man these [G] ruts and meself had a hanning,
Bob Williamson lived, [F] however betrayed,
[C] and all [G] of us thought him a stout [C] Orange Blade.
And the twelfth of July [F] as it yearly did come,
[C] Bob played with his flute [G] to the sound of a drum.
[A] Him a [Am] talk of your harp, [F] your piano, [C] or lute,
but there's none could [G] compare with the old [C] Orange Flute.
But Bob did [G] disavour, he [C] took us all in,
he married [F] a [G] papist called Bridget McGinn,
[Dm] turned [G] papish [F] himself and pursued the [C] old cause,
that gave [G] us our freedom, religion [C] and laws.
Now the boys of the place made [F] some comment upon it,
[C] and Bob [G] had to fly to the prom's of [F] Connacht.
He fled with his wife and his [C] fixings to boot,
and along [G] with the latter his old [C] Orange Flute.
At the chapel on Sunday to [G] atone for [C] past deeds,
said [F] pappers and [G] allies and counted his beads,
[F] he laughed [G] there some [F] time at the priest's [C] own desire.
He went [G] with the old flute to play [C] in the choir,
he went with the [F] old flute to play for the [C] mass,
but the instrument [G] shivered inside, oh alas!
[Dm] And try [Am] though he would go it made a great [C] noise,
the flute would [G] play only the [C] protestant boys.
Bob jumped and he started [G] and got [C] in a flutter,
and threw [F] the old flute in the [G] blessed holy [F] water.
He thought that [Cm] this [F] charm would bring some [C] other sound,
when he tried [G] it again it let crappies [C] lie down.
And for all he would [F] whistle and finger and blow,
[C] to play papper's music he [G] found it no go.
[F] Kick the pope and go in water it freely [C] would sound,
but one [G] paper's squeaking it couldn't be [C] found.
At the council of priests [G] that was [C] held the next day,
they decided [F] to [G] banish the old flute away,
[F] they couldn't knock heresy out of [G] its head,
[C] so they bought Bob [G] a new one to play in [C] instead.
Well the old flute was doomed [F] and its fate was pathetic,
[C] it was fastened and burned [G] at the stake as heretic.
[F] As the [C] flames soared around [F] it they [C] heard a strange noise,
as the old [G] flute still whistled in the [Am] protestant boys.
[F] Toralee, [C] _
Toralee,
now it's six [G] miles from anger to [C] Donald Hody.
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