Chords for LIVE FROM THE ERVINS' ~ JOHN DOYLE & MICK McAULEY ~"Bound for Botany Bay"
Tempo:
109.2 bpm
Chords used:
C
Gm
Ab
G
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[Ab] [Gm]
[Cm] [G]
[Ab] [Fm] [D]
[F] [C] My name is James O'Donnell, in iron and chains I'm bound.
[Cm] In exile from my native [Bb] land, the [F] treacherous [Dm] Macrell.
[Cm] Oh, son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you [Ab] now?
You're bound [Bb] for [C] a bumby day.
[Cm] I was born [G] to the Dublin streets, [Ab] and made [Gm] them wild [F] and free.
[Cm] I was young, I was born to the road, my crew, and the liberties.
Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [F] for a [C] bumby day.
Well, all [G] were poor, we did [Ab] enjoy the worst [Bb] of [F] old John [Cm] Holden.
The privations of our love, [Bb] well, we swore [F] we'd [Gm] pay in full.
[C] Oh, son, [G] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
So we [Ab] joined a brave militia band, [Fm] and we assembled [Gm] [Ab] in a band.
And we [Gm] heard some advice [G] to win for the free our native [Gm] land.
[C] Oh, son, [F] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
Well, we fought hard, [G] and we fought [Ab] long, outnumbered and torn.
[G] We were on and through the lazing streets, till [F] with [Gm] pipes and bombs.
[C] Oh, son, oh, [Bb] son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby day.
[Ab] [Gm]
[G]
[Gm]
[G] [Gm] [C] Some were hung on that gibbet spawn, and [Cm]
woeful was [A] their [C] fate.
I [Ab] was taken [D] to Kilmainham jail, [G] by sentence to away.
Oh, [C]
son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day.
Well, I'm sure we'll found me guilty, and I'll [Cm] put my pride at bay.
[C] Well, push me on and [G] from the dock, well, you're [F] bound for a [Gm] bumby day.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
[F] I saw my aged [Gm] father, trembling at [F] my part.
Likewise, [C] I saw [Cm] my mother, [G] tearing her wife's hair.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
So they put me on a [Bb] vessel, [Fm] aboard [Bb] that husband's [Ab] house here.
And [Cm] the sailors float around and [G] cheer, no more is land [Gm] you'll see.
Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [G] you're dead and hurt, and you're bound for a [F] bumby day.
And I watched old [C] Erin fade from view, and tears did [Cm] flood my eyes.
That [G] verdant land [Cm] I have seen no more, [Bb] until the [Am] day I [Gm] died.
[C] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Eb] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C]
day.
My name is [Cm] James O'Donnell, [Fm] in iron and [Cm] chains I'm bound.
[Gm] In exile, [G] I'll bow my name, as a lander's a traitor to the crown.
Oh, [C] son, oh, [Gm] son, where are you?
Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby [F] day.
[Ab] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day.
[Am] [F]
Woo!
[C] Yeah!
[N]
[Ab] [Gm]
[Cm] [G]
[Ab] [Fm] [D]
[F] [C] My name is James O'Donnell, in iron and chains I'm bound.
[Cm] In exile from my native [Bb] land, the [F] treacherous [Dm] Macrell.
[Cm] Oh, son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you [Ab] now?
You're bound [Bb] for [C] a bumby day.
[Cm] I was born [G] to the Dublin streets, [Ab] and made [Gm] them wild [F] and free.
[Cm] I was young, I was born to the road, my crew, and the liberties.
Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [F] for a [C] bumby day.
Well, all [G] were poor, we did [Ab] enjoy the worst [Bb] of [F] old John [Cm] Holden.
The privations of our love, [Bb] well, we swore [F] we'd [Gm] pay in full.
[C] Oh, son, [G] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
So we [Ab] joined a brave militia band, [Fm] and we assembled [Gm] [Ab] in a band.
And we [Gm] heard some advice [G] to win for the free our native [Gm] land.
[C] Oh, son, [F] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
Well, we fought hard, [G] and we fought [Ab] long, outnumbered and torn.
[G] We were on and through the lazing streets, till [F] with [Gm] pipes and bombs.
[C] Oh, son, oh, [Bb] son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby day.
[Ab] [Gm]
[G]
[Gm]
[G] [Gm] [C] Some were hung on that gibbet spawn, and [Cm]
woeful was [A] their [C] fate.
I [Ab] was taken [D] to Kilmainham jail, [G] by sentence to away.
Oh, [C]
son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day.
Well, I'm sure we'll found me guilty, and I'll [Cm] put my pride at bay.
[C] Well, push me on and [G] from the dock, well, you're [F] bound for a [Gm] bumby day.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
[F] I saw my aged [Gm] father, trembling at [F] my part.
Likewise, [C] I saw [Cm] my mother, [G] tearing her wife's hair.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
So they put me on a [Bb] vessel, [Fm] aboard [Bb] that husband's [Ab] house here.
And [Cm] the sailors float around and [G] cheer, no more is land [Gm] you'll see.
Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [G] you're dead and hurt, and you're bound for a [F] bumby day.
And I watched old [C] Erin fade from view, and tears did [Cm] flood my eyes.
That [G] verdant land [Cm] I have seen no more, [Bb] until the [Am] day I [Gm] died.
[C] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Eb] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C]
day.
My name is [Cm] James O'Donnell, [Fm] in iron and [Cm] chains I'm bound.
[Gm] In exile, [G] I'll bow my name, as a lander's a traitor to the crown.
Oh, [C] son, oh, [Gm] son, where are you?
Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby [F] day.
[Ab] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day.
[Am] [F]
Woo!
[C] Yeah!
[N]
Key:
C
Gm
Ab
G
F
C
Gm
Ab
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [D] _
_ [F] _ _ _ [C] My name is James _ O'Donnell, in iron and chains I'm bound.
[Cm] In exile from my native [Bb] land, the [F] treacherous [Dm] Macrell.
_ [Cm] Oh, son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you [Ab] now?
You're bound [Bb] for [C] a bumby day.
[Cm] I was born [G] to the Dublin streets, [Ab] and made [Gm] them wild [F] and free.
[Cm] I was young, I was born to the road, my crew, and the liberties.
_ Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [F] for a [C] bumby day. _
Well, all [G] were poor, we did [Ab] enjoy the worst [Bb] of [F] old John _ [Cm] Holden.
The privations of our love, [Bb] well, we swore [F] we'd [Gm] pay in full.
[C] Oh, son, [G] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
So we [Ab] joined a brave militia band, [Fm] and we assembled [Gm] [Ab] in a band.
And we [Gm] heard some advice [G] to win for the free our native [Gm] land.
[C] Oh, son, [F] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
Well, we fought hard, [G] and we fought [Ab] long, outnumbered and torn.
[G] We were on and through the lazing streets, till [F] with [Gm] pipes and bombs.
[C] Oh, son, oh, [Bb] son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby day. _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
[G] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [C] Some were hung on that gibbet spawn, and [Cm]
woeful was [A] their [C] fate.
I [Ab] was taken [D] to Kilmainham jail, [G] by sentence to away.
Oh, [C]
son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day.
Well, I'm sure we'll found me guilty, and I'll [Cm] put my pride at bay.
[C] Well, push me on and [G] from the dock, well, you're [F] bound for a [Gm] bumby day.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
_ [F] I saw my aged [Gm] father, _ trembling at [F] my part.
Likewise, [C] I saw [Cm] my mother, [G] tearing her wife's hair.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
So they put me on a [Bb] vessel, [Fm] aboard [Bb] that husband's [Ab] house here.
And [Cm] the sailors float around and [G] cheer, no more is land [Gm] you'll see.
Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [G] you're dead and hurt, and you're bound for a [F] bumby day. _ _
And I watched old [C] Erin fade from view, and tears did [Cm] flood my eyes.
That [G] verdant land [Cm] I have seen no more, [Bb] until the [Am] day I [Gm] died.
[C] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Eb] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C]
day.
_ _ My name is [Cm] James O'Donnell, [Fm] in iron and [Cm] chains I'm bound.
[Gm] In exile, [G] I'll bow my name, as a lander's a traitor to the crown.
Oh, [C] son, oh, [Gm] son, where are you?
Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby [F] day.
[Ab] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day. _
_ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _ _
Woo!
_ [C] Yeah! _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [D] _
_ [F] _ _ _ [C] My name is James _ O'Donnell, in iron and chains I'm bound.
[Cm] In exile from my native [Bb] land, the [F] treacherous [Dm] Macrell.
_ [Cm] Oh, son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you [Ab] now?
You're bound [Bb] for [C] a bumby day.
[Cm] I was born [G] to the Dublin streets, [Ab] and made [Gm] them wild [F] and free.
[Cm] I was young, I was born to the road, my crew, and the liberties.
_ Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [F] for a [C] bumby day. _
Well, all [G] were poor, we did [Ab] enjoy the worst [Bb] of [F] old John _ [Cm] Holden.
The privations of our love, [Bb] well, we swore [F] we'd [Gm] pay in full.
[C] Oh, son, [G] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
So we [Ab] joined a brave militia band, [Fm] and we assembled [Gm] [Ab] in a band.
And we [Gm] heard some advice [G] to win for the free our native [Gm] land.
[C] Oh, son, [F] oh, son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
Well, we fought hard, [G] and we fought [Ab] long, outnumbered and torn.
[G] We were on and through the lazing streets, till [F] with [Gm] pipes and bombs.
[C] Oh, son, oh, [Bb] son, where are you?
[Ab] Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby day. _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
[G] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [C] Some were hung on that gibbet spawn, and [Cm]
woeful was [A] their [C] fate.
I [Ab] was taken [D] to Kilmainham jail, [G] by sentence to away.
Oh, [C]
son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day.
Well, I'm sure we'll found me guilty, and I'll [Cm] put my pride at bay.
[C] Well, push me on and [G] from the dock, well, you're [F] bound for a [Gm] bumby day.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a [C] bumby day.
_ [F] I saw my aged [Gm] father, _ trembling at [F] my part.
Likewise, [C] I saw [Cm] my mother, [G] tearing her wife's hair.
Oh, [F] son, oh, son, [Gm] where are you?
Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C] day.
So they put me on a [Bb] vessel, [Fm] aboard [Bb] that husband's [Ab] house here.
And [Cm] the sailors float around and [G] cheer, no more is land [Gm] you'll see.
Oh, son, [F] oh, son, [G] you're dead and hurt, and you're bound for a [F] bumby day. _ _
And I watched old [C] Erin fade from view, and tears did [Cm] flood my eyes.
That [G] verdant land [Cm] I have seen no more, [Bb] until the [Am] day I [Gm] died.
[C] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
[Eb] Cause you're bound [Bb] for a bumby [C]
day.
_ _ My name is [Cm] James O'Donnell, [Fm] in iron and [Cm] chains I'm bound.
[Gm] In exile, [G] I'll bow my name, as a lander's a traitor to the crown.
Oh, [C] son, oh, [Gm] son, where are you?
Cause you're bound [G] for a bumby [F] day.
[Ab] Oh, son, oh, son, [Bb] where are you?
Cause [Ab] you're bound for a [C] bumby day. _
_ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _ _
Woo!
_ [C] Yeah! _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _