Chords for Daoiri Farrell. Pat Rainey, Live at Whelans, Dublin, October 25th 2016

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_ [Am] Oh, [G] me name is Pat Rainey, I'm a troubling [D] man, I'll mend your old [G] cuts, or I'll eat you, McCann.
I've been home no [D] months, I'm a wee clown.
Foll-de-doll [G]-doll-doll-doll-day, I trounce down the road [D] with me,
to see me dog, this game in the fields and [G] there's tarp in the box.
I sing like a lark, I'm [D] so long, I do gee-ah, give me one of those.
Foll-de-doll-doll-doll [G]-doll-day, well I come by the river [D] and I catchin' some fish.
I've always got plenty [G] to put in me dish, me brows and me shirt, [D] well I surely can stitch.
Foll [G]-de-doll-doll-doll-doll-doll-day.
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I grab hold of me pips [D] and I'll make for the town,
and if someone finds me in a seat, then [G] I'll sit me self down.
I squeeze on my bellow, [D] all the cronk gathers around me.
Foll-de [G]-doll-doll-doll-doll-day.
I play in the circus, the clouds [D] and the wind in the gap,
and it pleases the crown [G] as they dance and they clap.
And many's a bright shilling, [D] they throw in me cap for me.
Foll [G]-de-doll-doll-doll-doll-day.
Well I'm fond of a drink and [D] I'm sure it's no crime,
I sit down in the sheeby, [G] but I'm in sublime.
I dance till the morning, [D] I'm no slave to time.
Foll [G]-de-doll-doll-doll _ _ _ [Em]-day. _ _
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[G] the house swank each night, [D] comes down from the farm.
Her husband is [Am] cold, but [G] I am quite warm.
Oh for [Bm] here in me [G] tent, [D] she'll come to no harm.
With me Foll-de-doll [G]-doll-doll-day.
[Dm] But [G] when winter comes round, [D] for fear of the damp,
I'll whistle me dog [Am] [G] down the road.
We will tramp and the housewife will sigh, we'll [D] shh, shh, shh, shh,
as we broke camp.
Oh Foll-de-doll-doll [G]-doll-day.
[D] But [G] when springtime comes round, [D] I'll pass back this way.
I'll love me old Billy and [G] I'll have me some tea.
I'll check if [D] the buffer has won on the way.
For me Foll-de-doll [G]-doll-doll-day. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C] me [G] name is Pat Rainey, [D] I'm a travelling man.
[Em] I'll mention old Pat sir, [D] I'll make you a can.
[C] For I'm Prince among them, [D] I'm King of [G] Mickleland.
[C] Foll [G]-de-doll-doll-doll-day.
_ _ Oh Foll-de [D]-doll-doll-doll-day.
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