Donegal Danny Chords by The Dubliners
Tempo:
113.75 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [A] [D] [Bm]
[D] [A] [D]
I remember the night [G] that he [D] came in [G] from the wintry [D] cold and damp.
A giant of a man [Bm] in an oil-skin coat [G] and the bundle that told he [A] was a tramp.
[D] He stood at the bar [G] and he [D] called a pint, [G] then turned and gazed [D] at the fire.
On a night like this, [Bm] to be safe and dry [G] is my one and [A] only desire.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are [D] dead and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, and [D] he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me [D] boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Then in a voice [G] that was [D] hushed and low, [G] he said, Listen, I'll tell [D] you a tale.
How a man of the sea became [Bm] a man of the [G] roads, and never more [A] will set sail.
[D] I fished out of [G] hope until [D] he [G] begged a glass and [D] bought him more.
But the cruel sea [Bm] has beaten me, [G] and I'll end my [A] days on the shore.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to [G] you, and I bid you [D] adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] [D] [A] [D]
here.
One fateful night [G] in the wind [D] and the rain, [G] we set sail from [D] Killiebeg town.
There were five of us [Bm] from Sweet Donegal, [G] and one from [A] County Down.
[D] We were fishermen [G] who worked [D] the sea, [G] and never counted [D] the cost.
But I never thought [Bm] ere that night was done, [G] that my fine friends [A] would all be lost.
[D] So here's to those [G] that are [D] dead and gone, the friends that I [A] love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, [D] and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Then the storm it broke [G] and drove [D] the boat to [G] the rocks about ten miles [D] from shore.
As we fought the [Bm] tide, we hoped inside [G] to see our homes [A] once more.
[D] Then we struck a [G] rock and hold [D] the bow, [G] and all of us knew that [D] she'd go down.
So we jumped right into [Bm] the icy sea, [G] and prayed to God we [A] wouldn't drown.
[D] But the raging sea [G] was [D] rising still [G] as we struck out [D] for the land.
And she fought with all her [Bm]
cruelty [G] to claim that [A] gallant band.
[D] By St.
John's Point [G] in the [D] early dawn, [G] I dragged myself on [D] the shore.
And I cursed the sea for what [F#m] she'd [Bm] done, [G] and vowed to sail her [A]
nevermore.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me boys, [D] and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Ever since that night [G] I've been on [D] the road, [G] traveling and trying to [D] forget.
That awful night I [Bm] lost all my friends, [Em] I see [G] their faces [Dm] [A] yet.
[D] And often at night [G] when the sea [D] is high [G] and the rain is tearing at [D] my skin,
I hear the cries [Bm] of drowning men [G] floating over on [A] the wind.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and he's [D] been here.
So here's to those that [G] are dead and [D] gone, the friends that I [A] love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
[D] [A] [D]
I remember the night [G] that he [D] came in [G] from the wintry [D] cold and damp.
A giant of a man [Bm] in an oil-skin coat [G] and the bundle that told he [A] was a tramp.
[D] He stood at the bar [G] and he [D] called a pint, [G] then turned and gazed [D] at the fire.
On a night like this, [Bm] to be safe and dry [G] is my one and [A] only desire.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are [D] dead and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, and [D] he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me [D] boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Then in a voice [G] that was [D] hushed and low, [G] he said, Listen, I'll tell [D] you a tale.
How a man of the sea became [Bm] a man of the [G] roads, and never more [A] will set sail.
[D] I fished out of [G] hope until [D] he [G] begged a glass and [D] bought him more.
But the cruel sea [Bm] has beaten me, [G] and I'll end my [A] days on the shore.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to [G] you, and I bid you [D] adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] [D] [A] [D]
here.
One fateful night [G] in the wind [D] and the rain, [G] we set sail from [D] Killiebeg town.
There were five of us [Bm] from Sweet Donegal, [G] and one from [A] County Down.
[D] We were fishermen [G] who worked [D] the sea, [G] and never counted [D] the cost.
But I never thought [Bm] ere that night was done, [G] that my fine friends [A] would all be lost.
[D] So here's to those [G] that are [D] dead and gone, the friends that I [A] love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, [D] and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Then the storm it broke [G] and drove [D] the boat to [G] the rocks about ten miles [D] from shore.
As we fought the [Bm] tide, we hoped inside [G] to see our homes [A] once more.
[D] Then we struck a [G] rock and hold [D] the bow, [G] and all of us knew that [D] she'd go down.
So we jumped right into [Bm] the icy sea, [G] and prayed to God we [A] wouldn't drown.
[D] But the raging sea [G] was [D] rising still [G] as we struck out [D] for the land.
And she fought with all her [Bm]
cruelty [G] to claim that [A] gallant band.
[D] By St.
John's Point [G] in the [D] early dawn, [G] I dragged myself on [D] the shore.
And I cursed the sea for what [F#m] she'd [Bm] done, [G] and vowed to sail her [A]
nevermore.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me boys, [D] and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Ever since that night [G] I've been on [D] the road, [G] traveling and trying to [D] forget.
That awful night I [Bm] lost all my friends, [Em] I see [G] their faces [Dm] [A] yet.
[D] And often at night [G] when the sea [D] is high [G] and the rain is tearing at [D] my skin,
I hear the cries [Bm] of drowning men [G] floating over on [A] the wind.
[D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and he's [D] been here.
So here's to those that [G] are dead and [D] gone, the friends that I [A] love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Key:
D
G
A
Bm
F#m
D
G
A
_ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
I remember the night [G] that he [D] came in [G] from the wintry [D] cold and damp.
_ A giant of a man [Bm] in an oil-skin coat [G] and the bundle that told he [A] was a tramp.
_ [D] He stood at the bar [G] and he [D] called a pint, [G] then turned and gazed [D] at the fire.
_ On a night like this, [Bm] to be safe and dry [G] is my one and [A] only desire.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are [D] dead and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
_ [D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, and [D] he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me [D] boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
_ Then in a voice [G] that was [D] hushed and low, [G] he said, Listen, I'll tell [D] you a tale.
How a man of the sea became [Bm] a man of the [G] roads, and never more [A] will set sail.
_ [D] I fished out of [G] hope until [D] he [G] begged a glass and [D] bought him more.
But the cruel sea [Bm] has beaten me, [G] and I'll end my [A] days on the shore.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
_ [D] And here's to [G] you, and I bid you [D] adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
here.
_ One fateful night [G] in the wind [D] and the rain, [G] we set sail from [D] Killiebeg town.
_ There were five of us [Bm] from Sweet Donegal, [G] and one from [A] County Down.
_ [D] We were _ fishermen [G] who worked [D] the sea, [G] and never counted [D] the cost.
_ But I never thought [Bm] ere that night was done, [G] that my fine friends [A] would all be lost.
_ [D] So here's to those [G] that are [D] dead and gone, the friends that I [A] love dear.
_ [D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, [D] and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Then the storm it broke [G] and drove [D] the boat to [G] the rocks about ten miles [D] from shore.
_ As we fought the [Bm] tide, we hoped inside [G] to see our homes [A] once more.
_ [D] Then we struck a [G] rock and hold [D] the bow, [G] and all of us knew that [D] she'd go down.
So we jumped right into [Bm] the icy sea, [G] and prayed to God we [A] wouldn't drown.
_ [D] But the raging sea [G] was [D] rising still [G] as we struck out [D] for the land.
_ And she fought with all her [Bm]
cruelty [G] to claim that [A] gallant band.
[D] By St.
John's Point [G] in the [D] early dawn, [G] I dragged myself on [D] the shore.
_ And I cursed the sea for what [F#m] she'd [Bm] done, [G] and vowed to sail her [A]
nevermore.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
_ [D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me boys, [D] and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
_ _ Ever since that night [G] I've been on [D] the road, [G] traveling and trying to [D] forget.
_ That awful night I [Bm] lost all my friends, [Em] I see [G] their faces [Dm] [A] yet.
_ [D] And often at night [G] when the sea [D] is high [G] and the rain is tearing at [D] my skin,
_ I hear the cries [Bm] of drowning men [G] _ floating over on [A] the wind.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and he's [D] been here. _
So here's to those that [G] are dead and [D] gone, the friends that I [A] love dear. _
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
I remember the night [G] that he [D] came in [G] from the wintry [D] cold and damp.
_ A giant of a man [Bm] in an oil-skin coat [G] and the bundle that told he [A] was a tramp.
_ [D] He stood at the bar [G] and he [D] called a pint, [G] then turned and gazed [D] at the fire.
_ On a night like this, [Bm] to be safe and dry [G] is my one and [A] only desire.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are [D] dead and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
_ [D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, and [D] he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me [D] boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
_ Then in a voice [G] that was [D] hushed and low, [G] he said, Listen, I'll tell [D] you a tale.
How a man of the sea became [Bm] a man of the [G] roads, and never more [A] will set sail.
_ [D] I fished out of [G] hope until [D] he [G] begged a glass and [D] bought him more.
But the cruel sea [Bm] has beaten me, [G] and I'll end my [A] days on the shore.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
_ [D] And here's to [G] you, and I bid you [D] adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
here.
_ One fateful night [G] in the wind [D] and the rain, [G] we set sail from [D] Killiebeg town.
_ There were five of us [Bm] from Sweet Donegal, [G] and one from [A] County Down.
_ [D] We were _ fishermen [G] who worked [D] the sea, [G] and never counted [D] the cost.
_ But I never thought [Bm] ere that night was done, [G] that my fine friends [A] would all be lost.
_ [D] So here's to those [G] that are [D] dead and gone, the friends that I [A] love dear.
_ [D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
[A] Cunningham, [D] and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
Then the storm it broke [G] and drove [D] the boat to [G] the rocks about ten miles [D] from shore.
_ As we fought the [Bm] tide, we hoped inside [G] to see our homes [A] once more.
_ [D] Then we struck a [G] rock and hold [D] the bow, [G] and all of us knew that [D] she'd go down.
So we jumped right into [Bm] the icy sea, [G] and prayed to God we [A] wouldn't drown.
_ [D] But the raging sea [G] was [D] rising still [G] as we struck out [D] for the land.
_ And she fought with all her [Bm]
cruelty [G] to claim that [A] gallant band.
[D] By St.
John's Point [G] in the [D] early dawn, [G] I dragged myself on [D] the shore.
_ And I cursed the sea for what [F#m] she'd [Bm] done, [G] and vowed to sail her [A]
nevermore.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
_ [D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been [Bm] here.
Hear me boys, [D] and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here.
_ _ Ever since that night [G] I've been on [D] the road, [G] traveling and trying to [D] forget.
_ That awful night I [Bm] lost all my friends, [Em] I see [G] their faces [Dm] [A] yet.
_ [D] And often at night [G] when the sea [D] is high [G] and the rain is tearing at [D] my skin,
_ I hear the cries [Bm] of drowning men [G] _ floating over on [A] the wind.
_ [D] So here's to those that [G] are dead [D] and gone, the friends that [A] I love dear.
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and he's [D] been here. _
So here's to those that [G] are dead and [D] gone, the friends that I [A] love dear. _
[D] And here's to you, [G] and I bid [D] you adieu, St.
Cunningham, and he's been here.
Hear me boys, and [A] he's been old and [D] he's been here. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _