Chords for Juice of the Barley Val Doonican

_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [N] Down in Waterford town on a cold [A] winter's night
_ [E] All the turf fires were burning when I first saw the light
[A] And a drunken old [Em] midwife went tipsy with [A] joy _
As she danced round [D] the floor with [A] a slip of [E] a boy
[A] Singing bonya-num-oh-is [D]-na-na [A]-ow-na
And the juice [E] of the barley [A] for me _
_ Now when I was a lad about eight years or so
With me books and me pencils to school [E] I did go
To the dirty old [A] schoolhouse without any door
_ Where lay [D] the schoolmaster blind drunk [E] on the floor
[A] Singing bonya-num-oh [D]-is-na-na [A]-ow-na
And the [E] juice of the barley for [A] me
Now at learning I wasn't the genius I'm thinking
_ But I soon bet the [D] master entirely a-drinking
_ [A] Not awake or a-wedding for five miles around
_ But me-self in [D] the corner was [A] sure to [E] be found
Singing [A] bonya-num-oh [D]-is-na-na-ow [A]-na
And the [E] juice of the barley for [A] me
_ Then one Sunday the preacher said I cooked me goose
Said you'll end up your days with your neck in a [Bm] noose
[A] And you'll dance a fine jig between heaven and hell
And his words [D] did it frighten me [A] true far to [B] tell
[A] Singing bonya-num-oh [D]-is-na-na [A]-ow-na
And the juice [E] of the barley [A] for me
_ So the very next day when the dawn it did break
I [E] went to the vestry the pledge for to take
[A] And there in the room they all sat in a bunch
Round a big [D] roaring fire drinking [E] tumblers a punch
[A] Singing bonya-num-oh-is [D]-na-na [A]-ow-na
And the [E] juice of the barley [A] for me
_ So from that day to this I have wandered along
I'm a jack of all trades and I'm [E] master of none
[A] With the sky for me roof and the earth for me floor
_ And I'll [D] finish me days drinking [A] whiskey [E] galore
[A] Singing bonya-num-oh [D]-is-na-na-ow [A]-na
_ And the [E] juice of the barley _ [A] for me _ _ _
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