Fenian Record Player Chords by The Irish Brigade
Tempo:
103.8 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Db
Eb
Bb
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Db] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] Wee Willie John Macfadyen was a loyal orange prod, [Db] Who thought that a [Ab] young paisley was [Bb] just one step down [Eb] from God.
[Ab] He thought they ate the children in the backwoods of Hardine, [Db] And he thought that [Fm] history started with [Eb] the Battle of [Ab] the Bine.
[Db] He thought that [Ab] history started with [Eb] the Battle [Ab] of the Bine.
One day he took a brick in his hand and he dandered up the falls, He [Db] was mumbling up [Ab] the rangers [Bb] and humming down [Eb] these walls.
[Ab] He broke the big shop window to annoy the Pope of Rome, [Db] And he took a [Ab] record player out [Eb] and then he [Ab] started home.
[Db] He took a [Ab] record player [Eb] out and then he [Ab] started home.
Next night they had a hootie in his local orange hall, [Db] Wee Willie took [Ab] his player to [Bb] make music for [Eb] the ball.
[Ab] He chose a stack of records of a very loyal kind, [Db] But when the [Ab] music started up he nearly lost his mind.
[Db] But when the music [Ab] started up [Eb] he nearly lost [Ab] his mind.
This Finian record player was a rebel to the core, [Db] It played the songs [Ab] the orange hall [Bb] had never heard [Eb] before.
[Ab] For Dullie's braes and Durrie's walls it didn't give a fig, And [Db] it speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen [Eb] till it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
[Db] It speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen till [Eb] it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
It played the woods of Upton and the wearing of the brie, [Db] Such turmoil [Ab] in an orange hall [Bb] has never yet [Eb] been seen.
[Ab] It played the boys of Wexford and the men of 98, [Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
[Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
For the boys were clean demanded to the ground Wee Will was thrown,
[Db] They kicked his ribs [Ab] in one by one [Bb] to the tune of [Eb] Gary Owen,
[Ab] They threw him out the window to a song of marching fame,
[Db] They kicked him all [Fm] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
[Db] They kicked him all [Ab] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
This Finian record player was her no never more,
[Db] They brought it out [Ab] with pecan poles [Bb] and threw it on [Eb] the floor,
[Ab] But still the funniest side me boys that I have ever seen,
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
Wee Willie's up in the mental home crazy as a cook,
[Db] He sits there [Ab] in a paracel [Bb] and toodles [Eb] with his flute,
[Ab] But when he tries to play the sight he always gets it [Db] wrong,
For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
[Db] For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
There's a moral to this story, but it is I cannot say,
[Db] Maybe it's [Ab] the ancient verse [Bb] that crime will never [Eb] pay.
[Ab] If you ask Wee Willie MacFudgeon he'll say a crime be blowed,
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] [Ab]
[Ab] Wee Willie John Macfadyen was a loyal orange prod, [Db] Who thought that a [Ab] young paisley was [Bb] just one step down [Eb] from God.
[Ab] He thought they ate the children in the backwoods of Hardine, [Db] And he thought that [Fm] history started with [Eb] the Battle of [Ab] the Bine.
[Db] He thought that [Ab] history started with [Eb] the Battle [Ab] of the Bine.
One day he took a brick in his hand and he dandered up the falls, He [Db] was mumbling up [Ab] the rangers [Bb] and humming down [Eb] these walls.
[Ab] He broke the big shop window to annoy the Pope of Rome, [Db] And he took a [Ab] record player out [Eb] and then he [Ab] started home.
[Db] He took a [Ab] record player [Eb] out and then he [Ab] started home.
Next night they had a hootie in his local orange hall, [Db] Wee Willie took [Ab] his player to [Bb] make music for [Eb] the ball.
[Ab] He chose a stack of records of a very loyal kind, [Db] But when the [Ab] music started up he nearly lost his mind.
[Db] But when the music [Ab] started up [Eb] he nearly lost [Ab] his mind.
This Finian record player was a rebel to the core, [Db] It played the songs [Ab] the orange hall [Bb] had never heard [Eb] before.
[Ab] For Dullie's braes and Durrie's walls it didn't give a fig, And [Db] it speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen [Eb] till it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
[Db] It speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen till [Eb] it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
It played the woods of Upton and the wearing of the brie, [Db] Such turmoil [Ab] in an orange hall [Bb] has never yet [Eb] been seen.
[Ab] It played the boys of Wexford and the men of 98, [Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
[Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
For the boys were clean demanded to the ground Wee Will was thrown,
[Db] They kicked his ribs [Ab] in one by one [Bb] to the tune of [Eb] Gary Owen,
[Ab] They threw him out the window to a song of marching fame,
[Db] They kicked him all [Fm] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
[Db] They kicked him all [Ab] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
This Finian record player was her no never more,
[Db] They brought it out [Ab] with pecan poles [Bb] and threw it on [Eb] the floor,
[Ab] But still the funniest side me boys that I have ever seen,
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
Wee Willie's up in the mental home crazy as a cook,
[Db] He sits there [Ab] in a paracel [Bb] and toodles [Eb] with his flute,
[Ab] But when he tries to play the sight he always gets it [Db] wrong,
For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
[Db] For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
There's a moral to this story, but it is I cannot say,
[Db] Maybe it's [Ab] the ancient verse [Bb] that crime will never [Eb] pay.
[Ab] If you ask Wee Willie MacFudgeon he'll say a crime be blowed,
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] [Ab]
Key:
Ab
Db
Eb
Bb
Fm
Ab
Db
Eb
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ Wee Willie John Macfadyen was a loyal orange prod, [Db] Who thought that a [Ab] young paisley was [Bb] just one step down [Eb] from God.
[Ab] He thought they ate the children in the backwoods of Hardine, [Db] And he thought that [Fm] history started with [Eb] the Battle of [Ab] the Bine.
[Db] He thought that [Ab] history started with [Eb] the Battle [Ab] of the Bine.
_ One day he took a brick in his hand and he dandered up the falls, He [Db] was mumbling up [Ab] the rangers [Bb] and humming down [Eb] these walls.
[Ab] He broke the big shop window to annoy the Pope of Rome, [Db] And he took a [Ab] record player out [Eb] and then he [Ab] started home.
[Db] He took a [Ab] record player [Eb] out and then he [Ab] started home.
_ _ Next night they had a hootie in his local orange hall, [Db] Wee Willie took [Ab] his player to [Bb] make music for [Eb] the ball.
[Ab] He chose a stack of records of a very loyal kind, [Db] But when the [Ab] music started up he nearly lost his mind.
[Db] But when the music [Ab] started up [Eb] he nearly lost [Ab] his mind.
_ This Finian record player was a rebel to the core, [Db] It played the songs [Ab] the orange hall [Bb] had never heard [Eb] before.
[Ab] For Dullie's braes and Durrie's walls it didn't give a fig, And [Db] it speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen [Eb] till it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
[Db] It speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen till [Eb] it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
_ _ It played the woods of Upton and the wearing of the brie, [Db] Such turmoil [Ab] in an orange hall [Bb] has never yet [Eb] been seen.
[Ab] It played the boys of Wexford and the men of 98, [Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
[Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
_ _ For the boys were clean demanded to the ground Wee Will was thrown,
[Db] They kicked his ribs [Ab] in one by one [Bb] to the tune of [Eb] Gary Owen,
[Ab] They threw him out the window to a song of marching fame,
[Db] They kicked him all [Fm] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
[Db] They kicked him all [Ab] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
_ _ This Finian record player was her no never more,
[Db] They brought it out [Ab] with pecan poles [Bb] and threw it on [Eb] the floor,
[Ab] But still the funniest side me boys that I have ever seen,
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
_ _ Wee Willie's up in the mental home crazy as a cook,
[Db] He sits there [Ab] in a paracel [Bb] and toodles [Eb] with his flute,
[Ab] But when he tries to play the sight he always gets it [Db] wrong,
For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
[Db] For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
_ There's a moral to this story, but it is I cannot say,
_ [Db] Maybe it's [Ab] the ancient verse [Bb] that crime will never [Eb] pay.
[Ab] If you ask Wee Willie MacFudgeon he'll say a crime be blowed,
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ Wee Willie John Macfadyen was a loyal orange prod, [Db] Who thought that a [Ab] young paisley was [Bb] just one step down [Eb] from God.
[Ab] He thought they ate the children in the backwoods of Hardine, [Db] And he thought that [Fm] history started with [Eb] the Battle of [Ab] the Bine.
[Db] He thought that [Ab] history started with [Eb] the Battle [Ab] of the Bine.
_ One day he took a brick in his hand and he dandered up the falls, He [Db] was mumbling up [Ab] the rangers [Bb] and humming down [Eb] these walls.
[Ab] He broke the big shop window to annoy the Pope of Rome, [Db] And he took a [Ab] record player out [Eb] and then he [Ab] started home.
[Db] He took a [Ab] record player [Eb] out and then he [Ab] started home.
_ _ Next night they had a hootie in his local orange hall, [Db] Wee Willie took [Ab] his player to [Bb] make music for [Eb] the ball.
[Ab] He chose a stack of records of a very loyal kind, [Db] But when the [Ab] music started up he nearly lost his mind.
[Db] But when the music [Ab] started up [Eb] he nearly lost [Ab] his mind.
_ This Finian record player was a rebel to the core, [Db] It played the songs [Ab] the orange hall [Bb] had never heard [Eb] before.
[Ab] For Dullie's braes and Durrie's walls it didn't give a fig, And [Db] it speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen [Eb] till it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
[Db] It speeded up [Ab] God Save the Queen till [Eb] it sounded like [Ab] a jig.
_ _ It played the woods of Upton and the wearing of the brie, [Db] Such turmoil [Ab] in an orange hall [Bb] has never yet [Eb] been seen.
[Ab] It played the boys of Wexford and the men of 98, [Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
[Db] But when it played [Ab] the soldier's song [Eb] it sealed Wee [Ab] Willie's fate.
_ _ For the boys were clean demanded to the ground Wee Will was thrown,
[Db] They kicked his ribs [Ab] in one by one [Bb] to the tune of [Eb] Gary Owen,
[Ab] They threw him out the window to a song of marching fame,
[Db] They kicked him all [Fm] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
[Db] They kicked him all [Ab] down Sandy Row [Eb] to a nation once [Ab] again.
_ _ This Finian record player was her no never more,
[Db] They brought it out [Ab] with pecan poles [Bb] and threw it on [Eb] the floor,
[Ab] But still the funniest side me boys that I have ever seen,
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
[Db] For the flashes [Ab] flying out of it [Eb] were orange, white [Ab] and green.
_ _ Wee Willie's up in the mental home crazy as a cook,
[Db] He sits there [Ab] in a paracel [Bb] and toodles [Eb] with his flute,
[Ab] But when he tries to play the sight he always gets it [Db] wrong,
For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
[Db] For halfway through [Ab] he always finds [Eb] he's playing the [Ab] soldier's song.
_ There's a moral to this story, but it is I cannot say,
_ [Db] Maybe it's [Ab] the ancient verse [Bb] that crime will never [Eb] pay.
[Ab] If you ask Wee Willie MacFudgeon he'll say a crime be blowed,
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] If you want to pinch [Ab] a record player [Eb] do it up the [Ab] Shankle Road.
[Db] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
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