Chords for Mick McGuire - Tom Clancy(Clancy Brothers) solo
Tempo:
110.15 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Bb
Eb
Ebm
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Here he is now at the International Café.
Come on!
To my Serbian friends,
how are you?
Good?
To the Irish, how are you?
How are you?
How are you?
Uh, this little song
is about a gentleman called Mick McGuire.
He married a rather older woman than himself.
And he had the trouble with the mother-in-law.
And he tried to work it out in his own way.
Oh, me name is Mick McGuire
And I quickly tell to you
Of a young girl I admire
Called Katie Dundee-Hugh
She was fair and fat and forty
And believe me when I say
That whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from the fire, get up
And give the man a seat
Don't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
And he's sporting your sister Kate
Ah, you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And let Mr.
McGuire sit down
Diddly-doodle-oodle-oodle-oodle
Ah, you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And [Bb] let Mr.
McGuire [Em] sit down
Now the first time that I met her
Was at the dance at Tarnegie
And I very kindly asked her
If she'd dance a step with [Eb] me
Then I asked if [Db] I could see her home
If I'd be going her way
Now whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from [B] the fire, get up
And give [Ab] the man a seat
Can't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
In his coat and your sister Kate
Ah, ye know very well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to get hop on with that
Get impressioned [Ebm] and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
[G] Diddledale a doodle [D] oodle oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle doo
[Ab] Diddledale a doodle a doodle [Bbm] oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle oodle
Ah, ye know very [Ab] well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to [Bbm] get hop on with that
[Ebm] Get impressioned and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
Ah, but now [Fm] that he are married
Her mother's changed her mind.
She says, because I spent the legacy, her father left me a dream.
She [Bb] hasn't [Ab] got the day since he to bid me time a day.
Now whenever I come in at [Eb] the door, you [B] could hear the owl once say,
Johnny, come up to the fire, come up, you're sitting in the draft.
[Gb] Can't you [Ab] see it's Owl McGuire, and he nearly drives me daft.
[Bb] I don't know what [E] gets in him, for he's always on the tear.
Or I just sit [Abm] where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Ebm] McGuire the chair.
Diddley [Db] doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [F] doodle, doodle, doodle,
Diddley doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [Ab] doodle, doodle,
I [Bb] don't know what gets [Ab] in him, for he's always [Eb] on the tear.
Or I just sit where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Bb] McGuire the chair.
[N]
Here's a little song that has roots in Ireland,
but has become an American song in the Tennessee mountains and the valleys.
It's called the Moonshiner.
You know why it's popular in Tennessee.
But moonshine, as you know, is a brand of drink
that sometimes people don't like to mention on television.
It's a kind of a whiskey,
and it's distilled mostly in the mountains
because they're away from the eyes of the law.
There's a chorus on this
Come on!
To my Serbian friends,
how are you?
Good?
To the Irish, how are you?
How are you?
How are you?
Uh, this little song
is about a gentleman called Mick McGuire.
He married a rather older woman than himself.
And he had the trouble with the mother-in-law.
And he tried to work it out in his own way.
Oh, me name is Mick McGuire
And I quickly tell to you
Of a young girl I admire
Called Katie Dundee-Hugh
She was fair and fat and forty
And believe me when I say
That whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from the fire, get up
And give the man a seat
Don't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
And he's sporting your sister Kate
Ah, you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And let Mr.
McGuire sit down
Diddly-doodle-oodle-oodle-oodle
Ah, you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And [Bb] let Mr.
McGuire [Em] sit down
Now the first time that I met her
Was at the dance at Tarnegie
And I very kindly asked her
If she'd dance a step with [Eb] me
Then I asked if [Db] I could see her home
If I'd be going her way
Now whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from [B] the fire, get up
And give [Ab] the man a seat
Can't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
In his coat and your sister Kate
Ah, ye know very well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to get hop on with that
Get impressioned [Ebm] and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
[G] Diddledale a doodle [D] oodle oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle doo
[Ab] Diddledale a doodle a doodle [Bbm] oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle oodle
Ah, ye know very [Ab] well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to [Bbm] get hop on with that
[Ebm] Get impressioned and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
Ah, but now [Fm] that he are married
Her mother's changed her mind.
She says, because I spent the legacy, her father left me a dream.
She [Bb] hasn't [Ab] got the day since he to bid me time a day.
Now whenever I come in at [Eb] the door, you [B] could hear the owl once say,
Johnny, come up to the fire, come up, you're sitting in the draft.
[Gb] Can't you [Ab] see it's Owl McGuire, and he nearly drives me daft.
[Bb] I don't know what [E] gets in him, for he's always on the tear.
Or I just sit [Abm] where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Ebm] McGuire the chair.
Diddley [Db] doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [F] doodle, doodle, doodle,
Diddley doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [Ab] doodle, doodle,
I [Bb] don't know what gets [Ab] in him, for he's always [Eb] on the tear.
Or I just sit where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Bb] McGuire the chair.
[N]
Here's a little song that has roots in Ireland,
but has become an American song in the Tennessee mountains and the valleys.
It's called the Moonshiner.
You know why it's popular in Tennessee.
But moonshine, as you know, is a brand of drink
that sometimes people don't like to mention on television.
It's a kind of a whiskey,
and it's distilled mostly in the mountains
because they're away from the eyes of the law.
There's a chorus on this
Key:
Ab
Bb
Eb
Ebm
Db
Ab
Bb
Eb
Here he is now at the International Café.
Come on! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ To my Serbian friends,
how are you?
_ Good?
_ To the Irish, how are you?
How are you?
How are you?
Uh, _ this little song
is about a gentleman called Mick McGuire.
He married a rather older woman than himself.
And he had the trouble with the mother-in-law.
_ _ _ And he tried to work it out in his own way.
_ _ Oh, me name is Mick McGuire
And I quickly tell to you
Of a young girl I admire
Called Katie Dundee-Hugh
She was fair and fat and forty
And believe me when I say
That whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from the fire, get up
And give the man a seat
Don't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
And he's sporting your sister Kate
Ah, you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And let Mr.
McGuire sit down
Diddly-doodle-oodle-oodle-oodle _
_ _ Ah, _ _ _ _ _ _ you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And [Bb] let Mr.
McGuire [Em] sit down
Now the first time that I met her
Was at the dance at Tarnegie
And I very kindly asked her
If she'd dance a step with [Eb] me
Then I asked if [Db] I could see her home
If I'd be going her way
Now whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from [B] the fire, get up
And give [Ab] the man a seat
Can't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
In his coat and your sister Kate
Ah, ye know very well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to get hop on with that
Get impressioned [Ebm] and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
[G] Diddledale a doodle [D] oodle oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle doo
[Ab] Diddledale a doodle a doodle [Bbm] oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle oodle
Ah, ye know very [Ab] well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to [Bbm] get hop on with that
[Ebm] Get impressioned and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
Ah, but now [Fm] that he are married
Her mother's changed her mind.
She says, because I spent the legacy, her father left me a dream.
She [Bb] hasn't [Ab] got the day since he to bid me time a day.
Now whenever I come in at [Eb] the door, you [B] could hear the owl once say,
Johnny, come up to the fire, come up, you're sitting in the draft.
[Gb] Can't you [Ab] see it's Owl McGuire, and he nearly drives me daft.
[Bb] I don't know what [E] gets in him, for he's always on the tear.
Or I just sit [Abm] where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Ebm] McGuire the chair.
Diddley [Db] doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [F] doodle, doodle, doodle,
Diddley doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [Ab] doodle, doodle,
I [Bb] don't know what gets [Ab] in him, for he's always [Eb] on the tear.
Or I just sit where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Bb] McGuire the chair. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Here's a little song that has roots in Ireland,
but has become an American song in the Tennessee mountains and the valleys.
It's called the Moonshiner.
You know why it's popular in Tennessee.
_ _ But moonshine, as you know, is a brand of drink
that sometimes people don't like to mention on television.
_ _ It's a kind of a whiskey, _
and it's distilled mostly in the mountains
because they're away from the eyes of the law.
There's a chorus on this
Come on! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ To my Serbian friends,
how are you?
_ Good?
_ To the Irish, how are you?
How are you?
How are you?
Uh, _ this little song
is about a gentleman called Mick McGuire.
He married a rather older woman than himself.
And he had the trouble with the mother-in-law.
_ _ _ And he tried to work it out in his own way.
_ _ Oh, me name is Mick McGuire
And I quickly tell to you
Of a young girl I admire
Called Katie Dundee-Hugh
She was fair and fat and forty
And believe me when I say
That whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from the fire, get up
And give the man a seat
Don't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
And he's sporting your sister Kate
Ah, you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And let Mr.
McGuire sit down
Diddly-doodle-oodle-oodle-oodle _
_ _ Ah, _ _ _ _ _ _ you know very well he owns that farm
A wee bit out of the town
Ah, get over that, impotent frat
And [Bb] let Mr.
McGuire [Em] sit down
Now the first time that I met her
Was at the dance at Tarnegie
And I very kindly asked her
If she'd dance a step with [Eb] me
Then I asked if [Db] I could see her home
If I'd be going her way
Now whenever I came in at the door
You could hear her mammy say
Johnny, get up from [B] the fire, get up
And give [Ab] the man a seat
Can't you see it's Mr.
McGuire
In his coat and your sister Kate
Ah, ye know very well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to get hop on with that
Get impressioned [Ebm] and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
[G] Diddledale a doodle [D] oodle oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle doo
[Ab] Diddledale a doodle a doodle [Bbm] oodle
Diddledale a doodle a doodle oodle
Ah, ye know very [Ab] well the ons
That Farmer Weeb is out of the town
Now to [Bbm] get hop on with that
[Ebm] Get impressioned and grattaned
It's Mr.
McGuire's down
Ah, but now [Fm] that he are married
Her mother's changed her mind.
She says, because I spent the legacy, her father left me a dream.
She [Bb] hasn't [Ab] got the day since he to bid me time a day.
Now whenever I come in at [Eb] the door, you [B] could hear the owl once say,
Johnny, come up to the fire, come up, you're sitting in the draft.
[Gb] Can't you [Ab] see it's Owl McGuire, and he nearly drives me daft.
[Bb] I don't know what [E] gets in him, for he's always on the tear.
Or I just sit [Abm] where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Ebm] McGuire the chair.
Diddley [Db] doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [F] doodle, doodle, doodle,
Diddley doodle, doodle, doodle, diddley [Ab] doodle, doodle,
I [Bb] don't know what gets [Ab] in him, for he's always [Eb] on the tear.
Or I just sit where you are, and never you dart to give Owl [Bb] McGuire the chair. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Here's a little song that has roots in Ireland,
but has become an American song in the Tennessee mountains and the valleys.
It's called the Moonshiner.
You know why it's popular in Tennessee.
_ _ But moonshine, as you know, is a brand of drink
that sometimes people don't like to mention on television.
_ _ It's a kind of a whiskey, _
and it's distilled mostly in the mountains
because they're away from the eyes of the law.
There's a chorus on this