Chords for Country Harmony - Irish Medley
Tempo:
112.1 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
D
Am
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[C#] [G#] [C#]
Fare thee well to you, [F#] my old [C#] true love, I'm going far [G#] away.
I [C#] am bound for [F#]
California, [C#] and I know that I'll [G#] return one [C#]
day.
So [G#] fare thee well, [F#] my old [C#] true love, for when I return, united we [G#] will be.
It's not [C#] the leaving of Liverpool [F#] that [C#] grieves me, but me darlin' when I [G#] think [C#] of [D] thee.
[G] I've been a white rover for many [C] years, and [G] I spent all [D] my money on whiskey [G] and beer.
And now I'm returning with gold and [C] great scores, and [G] I never [D] will play the white rover no more.
And it's no, nay, never,
[G] no, nay, never, [C] no more, will [G] I play the [C] white rover, [A]
[D] no, never, no [G] more.
Way [C] down in the county Kerry, in the place they [F] call Tralee, [C] a fine old couple, [Am] they live there [D] named Kate and Pat [G] McGee.
[C] They're going to have a party for their golden [F] jubilee, [C] since Kate, me dear, [Am] to Pat McGee, [G] I'm missing out in me.
[C] Run your own little bitches, and your call of [F] emerald green, [C] take out that hat, [Am] me darlin' Pat, [D] run your own [G] cubby.
[C] Today's our golden wedding, and I want them all [F] to know, [C] just how we looked [Am] when we were wed, fifty years ago.
[D] Near [G] Arnmore, in [C] the county [G] of Galway, one pleasant evening, in the month [C] of May,
[Am] [D] I [G] spied a dancing, she [C] was [G] Ferry Hassen,
and [Em] [C] her [G] beauty [Em] fooled me, [Am] took [D] my breath [G] away, [C]
[G] [D] she wore [G] no jewels, [C] no costly [G] diamonds, no paint, no powder, [Dm] I [G] should know [C] it all.
[Am] [D] She wore [G] a bonnet, [C] with a [G] ribbon on it, [Em] [C] and round [G] her [Em]
shoulders, [Am] was [D] a [G] golly shawl.
[C] As I was going over [Am] the Cork and Kerry mountains, [F] I met with Captain Farrell and [C] his money he [Am] was counting.
[C] I first produced my pistol, [Am] and then produced me rip, here I [F] said, send and deliver for [C] you are about to savor.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, [C] whack for me daddy-o, [F] whack for me daddy-o, [C] there's whiskey in the jar.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, [C] whack for me daddy [F]-o, whack for me daddy-o, there's whiskey [C] in the jar.
[C#] [G#] [C#]
Fare thee well to you, [F#] my old [C#] true love, I'm going far [G#] away.
I [C#] am bound for [F#]
California, [C#] and I know that I'll [G#] return one [C#]
day.
So [G#] fare thee well, [F#] my old [C#] true love, for when I return, united we [G#] will be.
It's not [C#] the leaving of Liverpool [F#] that [C#] grieves me, but me darlin' when I [G#] think [C#] of [D] thee.
[G] I've been a white rover for many [C] years, and [G] I spent all [D] my money on whiskey [G] and beer.
And now I'm returning with gold and [C] great scores, and [G] I never [D] will play the white rover no more.
And it's no, nay, never,
[G] no, nay, never, [C] no more, will [G] I play the [C] white rover, [A]
[D] no, never, no [G] more.
Way [C] down in the county Kerry, in the place they [F] call Tralee, [C] a fine old couple, [Am] they live there [D] named Kate and Pat [G] McGee.
[C] They're going to have a party for their golden [F] jubilee, [C] since Kate, me dear, [Am] to Pat McGee, [G] I'm missing out in me.
[C] Run your own little bitches, and your call of [F] emerald green, [C] take out that hat, [Am] me darlin' Pat, [D] run your own [G] cubby.
[C] Today's our golden wedding, and I want them all [F] to know, [C] just how we looked [Am] when we were wed, fifty years ago.
[D] Near [G] Arnmore, in [C] the county [G] of Galway, one pleasant evening, in the month [C] of May,
[Am] [D] I [G] spied a dancing, she [C] was [G] Ferry Hassen,
and [Em] [C] her [G] beauty [Em] fooled me, [Am] took [D] my breath [G] away, [C]
[G] [D] she wore [G] no jewels, [C] no costly [G] diamonds, no paint, no powder, [Dm] I [G] should know [C] it all.
[Am] [D] She wore [G] a bonnet, [C] with a [G] ribbon on it, [Em] [C] and round [G] her [Em]
shoulders, [Am] was [D] a [G] golly shawl.
[C] As I was going over [Am] the Cork and Kerry mountains, [F] I met with Captain Farrell and [C] his money he [Am] was counting.
[C] I first produced my pistol, [Am] and then produced me rip, here I [F] said, send and deliver for [C] you are about to savor.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, [C] whack for me daddy-o, [F] whack for me daddy-o, [C] there's whiskey in the jar.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, [C] whack for me daddy [F]-o, whack for me daddy-o, there's whiskey [C] in the jar.
Key:
C
G
D
Am
C#
C
G
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _
_ Fare thee well to you, [F#] my old [C#] true love, I'm going _ far [G#] away.
_ I [C#] am bound for _ [F#]
California, [C#] and I know that I'll [G#] return one [C#]
day.
So [G#] fare thee well, [F#] my old [C#] true love, for when I return, united we [G#] will be.
It's not [C#] the leaving of Liverpool [F#] that [C#] grieves me, but me darlin' when I [G#] think [C#] of [D] thee.
[G] I've been a white rover for many [C] years, _ and [G] I spent all [D] my money on whiskey [G] and beer.
_ And now I'm returning with gold and [C] great scores, and [G] I never [D] will play the white rover no more.
And it's no, nay, never, _ _
_ [G] no, nay, never, [C] no more, will [G] I play the [C] white rover, _ [A] _
[D] no, never, no [G] more. _
Way [C] down in the county Kerry, in the place they [F] call Tralee, [C] a fine old couple, [Am] they live there [D] named Kate and Pat [G] McGee.
[C] They're going to have a party for their golden [F] jubilee, [C] since Kate, me dear, [Am] to Pat McGee, [G] I'm missing out in me.
[C] Run your own little bitches, and your call of [F] emerald green, [C] take out that hat, [Am] me darlin' Pat, [D] run your own [G] cubby.
[C] Today's our golden wedding, and I want them all [F] to know, [C] just how we looked [Am] when we were wed, fifty years ago.
_ [D] _ Near _ [G] Arnmore, _ _ in [C] the county [G] of Galway, _ _ _ one pleasant evening, _ in the month [C] of May, _
_ [Am] _ [D] I [G] spied a dancing, _ _ she [C] was [G] Ferry Hassen,
and [Em] _ [C] her [G] beauty [Em] fooled me, _ [Am] took [D] my breath [G] away, [C] _
_ [G] _ [D] she wore [G] no jewels, _ _ _ [C] no costly [G] diamonds, _ _ _ no paint, no powder, _ [Dm] I [G] should know [C] it all. _ _
_ [Am] _ [D] She wore [G] a bonnet, _ _ _ [C] with a [G] ribbon on it, _ [Em] _ [C] and round [G] her _ [Em]
shoulders, [Am] was [D] a [G] golly shawl. _
[C] As I was going over [Am] the Cork and Kerry mountains, [F] I met with Captain Farrell and [C] his money he [Am] was counting.
[C] I first produced my pistol, [Am] and then produced me rip, here I [F] said, send and deliver for [C] you are about to savor.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, _ [C] whack for me daddy-o, [F] whack for me daddy-o, [C] there's whiskey in the jar.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, [C] whack for me daddy [F]-o, whack for me daddy-o, there's whiskey [C] in the jar. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _
_ Fare thee well to you, [F#] my old [C#] true love, I'm going _ far [G#] away.
_ I [C#] am bound for _ [F#]
California, [C#] and I know that I'll [G#] return one [C#]
day.
So [G#] fare thee well, [F#] my old [C#] true love, for when I return, united we [G#] will be.
It's not [C#] the leaving of Liverpool [F#] that [C#] grieves me, but me darlin' when I [G#] think [C#] of [D] thee.
[G] I've been a white rover for many [C] years, _ and [G] I spent all [D] my money on whiskey [G] and beer.
_ And now I'm returning with gold and [C] great scores, and [G] I never [D] will play the white rover no more.
And it's no, nay, never, _ _
_ [G] no, nay, never, [C] no more, will [G] I play the [C] white rover, _ [A] _
[D] no, never, no [G] more. _
Way [C] down in the county Kerry, in the place they [F] call Tralee, [C] a fine old couple, [Am] they live there [D] named Kate and Pat [G] McGee.
[C] They're going to have a party for their golden [F] jubilee, [C] since Kate, me dear, [Am] to Pat McGee, [G] I'm missing out in me.
[C] Run your own little bitches, and your call of [F] emerald green, [C] take out that hat, [Am] me darlin' Pat, [D] run your own [G] cubby.
[C] Today's our golden wedding, and I want them all [F] to know, [C] just how we looked [Am] when we were wed, fifty years ago.
_ [D] _ Near _ [G] Arnmore, _ _ in [C] the county [G] of Galway, _ _ _ one pleasant evening, _ in the month [C] of May, _
_ [Am] _ [D] I [G] spied a dancing, _ _ she [C] was [G] Ferry Hassen,
and [Em] _ [C] her [G] beauty [Em] fooled me, _ [Am] took [D] my breath [G] away, [C] _
_ [G] _ [D] she wore [G] no jewels, _ _ _ [C] no costly [G] diamonds, _ _ _ no paint, no powder, _ [Dm] I [G] should know [C] it all. _ _
_ [Am] _ [D] She wore [G] a bonnet, _ _ _ [C] with a [G] ribbon on it, _ [Em] _ [C] and round [G] her _ [Em]
shoulders, [Am] was [D] a [G] golly shawl. _
[C] As I was going over [Am] the Cork and Kerry mountains, [F] I met with Captain Farrell and [C] his money he [Am] was counting.
[C] I first produced my pistol, [Am] and then produced me rip, here I [F] said, send and deliver for [C] you are about to savor.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, _ [C] whack for me daddy-o, [F] whack for me daddy-o, [C] there's whiskey in the jar.
[G] Shur-ring-dee-ma-doo-dee-ma-da, [C] whack for me daddy [F]-o, whack for me daddy-o, there's whiskey [C] in the jar. _ _ _ _ _ _ _