The Sash My Father Wore Chords by Liam Clancy
Tempo:
124.25 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Oh, it was old, but it was beautiful, And its colours they [Bb] were fine.
It was worn at Derry, Ockham, [Eb] Enniskillen, and the Pine.
Oh, me father wore it as eve, In the Fygon days [Bb] of yore.
And it's on the 12th I love to wear, The sash me father [Eb]
wore.
And when the Scottish Nationalists stole this from Ireland, it became a song about Queen Elizabeth.
You see, they never had a first Elizabeth in Scotland, so their point was,
how can you have a second Liz if the first one's never been?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
For we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
Oh, now Scotland has nay got a king, and she has nay got [Bb] a queen,
For how can you have a second Liz when the [Eb] first one's never been?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish [Eb] break away.
Now her man's called the Duke of Edinburgh, he's one of yon kilted [Bb] Greeks,
But I hope the wind blows his plaidy, oh, wah, for it's Lizzie wears the breeks.
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever [Bb]
be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
And her sister Meg has a bonny pair o' legs, but she did nay want a [Bb] German nor a Greek,
Peter Townsend was her choice, but he didn't soothe the boy, [Eb] so they sent him up the creek.
Oh, but Meg was fly, and she got them by and by, with Tony hyphenated [Bb]
Armstrong,
But behind the pomp and play, the question of the day was who [Eb] the hell is Susie Wong?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
So here's a help to the line, to the bonny rampant line, and a long-stretched he [Bb] is poor,
Give the Hampton o' Rory to the door, ta [Eb]-ta, he cheerlies more.
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break away.
It was worn at Derry, Ockham, [Eb] Enniskillen, and the Pine.
Oh, me father wore it as eve, In the Fygon days [Bb] of yore.
And it's on the 12th I love to wear, The sash me father [Eb]
wore.
And when the Scottish Nationalists stole this from Ireland, it became a song about Queen Elizabeth.
You see, they never had a first Elizabeth in Scotland, so their point was,
how can you have a second Liz if the first one's never been?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
For we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
Oh, now Scotland has nay got a king, and she has nay got [Bb] a queen,
For how can you have a second Liz when the [Eb] first one's never been?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish [Eb] break away.
Now her man's called the Duke of Edinburgh, he's one of yon kilted [Bb] Greeks,
But I hope the wind blows his plaidy, oh, wah, for it's Lizzie wears the breeks.
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever [Bb]
be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
And her sister Meg has a bonny pair o' legs, but she did nay want a [Bb] German nor a Greek,
Peter Townsend was her choice, but he didn't soothe the boy, [Eb] so they sent him up the creek.
Oh, but Meg was fly, and she got them by and by, with Tony hyphenated [Bb]
Armstrong,
But behind the pomp and play, the question of the day was who [Eb] the hell is Susie Wong?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
So here's a help to the line, to the bonny rampant line, and a long-stretched he [Bb] is poor,
Give the Hampton o' Rory to the door, ta [Eb]-ta, he cheerlies more.
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land republican, and the Scottish break away.
Key:
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh, it was old, but it was beautiful, And its colours they [Bb] were fine.
_ It was worn at Derry, Ockham, _ [Eb] _ Enniskillen, and the Pine.
Oh, me father wore it as eve, In the Fygon days [Bb] of yore.
And it's on the 12th I love to wear, The sash me father [Eb] _
wore.
_ _ And when the Scottish Nationalists _ stole this from Ireland, _ _ it became a song about Queen Elizabeth.
_ _ You see, they never had a first Elizabeth in Scotland, so their point was,
how can you have a second Liz if the first one's never been? _
_ _ _ Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
_ For we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away. _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, now Scotland has nay got a king, and she has nay got [Bb] a queen, _
For how can you have a second Liz when the [Eb] first one's never been?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish [Eb] break away. _ _
Now her man's called the Duke of Edinburgh, he's one of yon kilted [Bb] Greeks, _
_ _ But I hope the wind blows his plaidy, oh, wah, for it's Lizzie wears the breeks.
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever [Bb] _
be,
And we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
_ _ And her sister Meg has a bonny pair o' legs, but she did nay want a [Bb] German nor a Greek,
_ _ Peter Townsend was her choice, but he didn't soothe the boy, [Eb] so they sent him up the creek.
_ Oh, but Meg was fly, and she got them by and by, with Tony hyphenated [Bb]
Armstrong,
_ But behind the pomp and play, the question of the day was who [Eb] the hell is Susie Wong?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
_ And we'll make our land _ _ republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
So here's a help to the line, to the bonny rampant line, and a long-stretched he [Bb] is poor,
Give the Hampton o' Rory to the door, ta [Eb]-ta, he cheerlies more. _
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish break away. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh, it was old, but it was beautiful, And its colours they [Bb] were fine.
_ It was worn at Derry, Ockham, _ [Eb] _ Enniskillen, and the Pine.
Oh, me father wore it as eve, In the Fygon days [Bb] of yore.
And it's on the 12th I love to wear, The sash me father [Eb] _
wore.
_ _ And when the Scottish Nationalists _ stole this from Ireland, _ _ it became a song about Queen Elizabeth.
_ _ You see, they never had a first Elizabeth in Scotland, so their point was,
how can you have a second Liz if the first one's never been? _
_ _ _ Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
_ For we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away. _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, now Scotland has nay got a king, and she has nay got [Bb] a queen, _
For how can you have a second Liz when the [Eb] first one's never been?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish [Eb] break away. _ _
Now her man's called the Duke of Edinburgh, he's one of yon kilted [Bb] Greeks, _
_ _ But I hope the wind blows his plaidy, oh, wah, for it's Lizzie wears the breeks.
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever [Bb] _
be,
And we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
_ _ And her sister Meg has a bonny pair o' legs, but she did nay want a [Bb] German nor a Greek,
_ _ Peter Townsend was her choice, but he didn't soothe the boy, [Eb] so they sent him up the creek.
_ Oh, but Meg was fly, and she got them by and by, with Tony hyphenated [Bb]
Armstrong,
_ But behind the pomp and play, the question of the day was who [Eb] the hell is Susie Wong?
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall [Bb] ever be,
_ And we'll make our land _ _ republican, and the Scottish break [Eb] away.
So here's a help to the line, to the bonny rampant line, and a long-stretched he [Bb] is poor,
Give the Hampton o' Rory to the door, ta [Eb]-ta, he cheerlies more. _
Oh, nay Liz, the one, nay, lay, lay, bit the twa, nay Liz shall ever be,
And we'll make our land _ republican, and the Scottish break away. _ _
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