Chords for Ireland Boys Hurrah (Live)
Tempo:
124.75 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
D
Am
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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Imagine a world without music, each day would be dreary and long,
without the sweet lilt of a song.
for singing, or music that makes the heart throb,
then the dear old Irish rovers would all have to find a real job.
So here's to the night and the music.
Here's to the drinking and the girls.
And here's to that great god of mirth who invented whisky.
Irish would never rule the world.
without the sweet lilt of a song.
for singing, or music that makes the heart throb,
then the dear old Irish rovers would all have to find a real job.
So here's to the night and the music.
Here's to the drinking and the girls.
And here's to that great god of mirth who invented whisky.
Irish would never rule the world.
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Em
D
Am
Bm
G
Em
D
Imagine a world without music, each day would be dreary and long,
_ and the Irish would suffer in silence without the sweet lilt of a song.
And if there were no songs for singing, or music that makes the heart throb,
then the dear old Irish rovers would all have to find a real job. _ _ _ _
So here's to the night and the music.
Yes. _ _
Here's to the drinking and the girls.
Hear, hear.
And here's to that great god of mirth who invented whisky.
What?
So the Irish would never rule the world.
_ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ Even Canadian [Em] woods we met from one [G] bright island flown,
Great is the land we [Em] tread, but yet our [G] hearts start with our own.
And there we [D] leave the shanty [G] small, while it's the autumn day,
We'll toast our [Em] Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, our [G] Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, our Llyrlen boys, [D] hooray.
[G] Our Llyrlen boys, [D] hooray.
[G] We'll toast our [Em] Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, our [G] Llyrlen boys, hooray.
_ _ [G] _ _
We've heard our faults a hundred [Am] times, the new [G] ones and the old.
In songs [Em] and stories, rants [Am] and rhymes, in priests and to people.
But take them all, the great and [G] small, and this [D] is what we'll say.
[G]
Here's to our [Em] Llyrlen blood, [Am] our Llyrlen, our Llyrlen [G] boys, hooray.
[Am]
Oh, our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[G] Our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
We'll toast [Em] our Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, our Llyrlen [G] boys, hooray. _
_ _ _ Ain't no more [Em] brave and good men [Am] trying to [G] snap their rusty chains.
A patriot's [Em] grief, a martyr's died, [G] some still sing in vain.
[Am] And old boys [D] know a glance will [G] show up, or [D] they've won their way.
[G] Hooray for [Em] Ireland, God bless Ireland, [G] our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, our Llyrlen [D] boys, hooray.
[G]
Our Llyrlen [D] boys, hooray.
[G] We'll toast our [Bm] Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, [G] our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[G] _ _ Deep in [Em] Canadian woods we met [A] and we never [G] may see again.
While in Ireland, [Em] where our hearts are set and our loved [G] ones do remain.
[Am] So comes to Ludl, [D] another clapping [G] with every sip [D] we'll say.
Here's to our Llyrlen [Em] lot, love, Ireland.
Our [G] Ireland boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[G] Our Ireland boys, hooray.
We'll toast our Llyrlen dear, our Ireland, our Ireland boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, Ireland boys, [D] hurray.
Our Llyrlen boys, [D] hurray.
[G] We'll toast our [Em] Llyrlen dear, our Ireland boys, [G] hooray.
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ and the Irish would suffer in silence without the sweet lilt of a song.
And if there were no songs for singing, or music that makes the heart throb,
then the dear old Irish rovers would all have to find a real job. _ _ _ _
So here's to the night and the music.
Yes. _ _
Here's to the drinking and the girls.
Hear, hear.
And here's to that great god of mirth who invented whisky.
What?
So the Irish would never rule the world.
_ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ Even Canadian [Em] woods we met from one [G] bright island flown,
Great is the land we [Em] tread, but yet our [G] hearts start with our own.
And there we [D] leave the shanty [G] small, while it's the autumn day,
We'll toast our [Em] Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, our [G] Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, our Llyrlen boys, [D] hooray.
[G] Our Llyrlen boys, [D] hooray.
[G] We'll toast our [Em] Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, our [G] Llyrlen boys, hooray.
_ _ [G] _ _
We've heard our faults a hundred [Am] times, the new [G] ones and the old.
In songs [Em] and stories, rants [Am] and rhymes, in priests and to people.
But take them all, the great and [G] small, and this [D] is what we'll say.
[G]
Here's to our [Em] Llyrlen blood, [Am] our Llyrlen, our Llyrlen [G] boys, hooray.
[Am]
Oh, our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[G] Our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
We'll toast [Em] our Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, our Llyrlen [G] boys, hooray. _
_ _ _ Ain't no more [Em] brave and good men [Am] trying to [G] snap their rusty chains.
A patriot's [Em] grief, a martyr's died, [G] some still sing in vain.
[Am] And old boys [D] know a glance will [G] show up, or [D] they've won their way.
[G] Hooray for [Em] Ireland, God bless Ireland, [G] our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, our Llyrlen [D] boys, hooray.
[G]
Our Llyrlen [D] boys, hooray.
[G] We'll toast our [Bm] Llyrlen dear, our Llyrlen, [G] our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[G] _ _ Deep in [Em] Canadian woods we met [A] and we never [G] may see again.
While in Ireland, [Em] where our hearts are set and our loved [G] ones do remain.
[Am] So comes to Ludl, [D] another clapping [G] with every sip [D] we'll say.
Here's to our Llyrlen [Em] lot, love, Ireland.
Our [G] Ireland boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, our Llyrlen boys, hooray.
[G] Our Ireland boys, hooray.
We'll toast our Llyrlen dear, our Ireland, our Ireland boys, hooray.
[Am] Oh, Ireland boys, [D] hurray.
Our Llyrlen boys, [D] hurray.
[G] We'll toast our [Em] Llyrlen dear, our Ireland boys, [G] hooray.
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _