Chords for Paddy Keenan and Daoiri Farrell Perform Liam Weldon's song"The Blue Tar Road".
Tempo:
116.3 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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Hi everybody, I'm going to sing a song here now that was written by a guy called Liam Weldon from Ballyfermuth,
not too far from there anyway.
for the Traveller protest that took place in 1959 in Cherry Orchard,
I am a true-born Irishman, a traveller am I.
My home's the road, no fixed abode.
I die.
The few men give me camping space, I am few are all my friends.
On the hard road for the travelling man, I must travel till the end.
not too far from there anyway.
for the Traveller protest that took place in 1959 in Cherry Orchard,
I am a true-born Irishman, a traveller am I.
My home's the road, no fixed abode.
I die.
The few men give me camping space, I am few are all my friends.
On the hard road for the travelling man, I must travel till the end.
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_ Hi everybody, I'm going to sing a song here now that was written by a guy called Liam Weldon from Ballyfermuth,
actually where I'm living at the moment myself, not too far from there anyway.
[D] And Liam wrote a song _ for the Traveller protest that took place in 1959 in Cherry Orchard,
_ and he called it Blue Tyre Road. _
_ I _ am a true-born _ _ _ _ _ Irishman, _ a _ _ _ traveller am I. _ _ _ _ _
_ My _ home's the _ road, no _ fixed _ _ abode.
I must travel till I die. _ _ _ _
The few men give me camping _ _ _ space, I am few are all my friends. _ _
_ _ _ On the hard road for the travelling _ man, I _ must travel _ till the end.
_ _ _ _ _ Hunger and ships and _ poverty, _ _ _ and the _ traveller's weary _ _ _ _ _ load.
_ Hunger and _ ships and _ poverty, _ _ _ and _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I _ _ came to Dublin City _ _ _ _ Fair _ in the year of _ 59. _ _ _ _
And I camped in _ Lansdowne's grim _ _ valley _ _ with _ others of my _ _ _ _ kind. _
Bunt of Len's _ _ _ _ corporation, _ _ _ _ gone Christians _ _ to a man. _
_ _ _ Tore down our camp and _ uprooted _ _ us, and dried out our _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ hunger.
Hunger and ships and _ poverty, _ _ _ and the _ traveller's weary _ _ _ _ load.
_ Hunger _ _ and ships _ and _ _ poverty, _ _ _ and _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm out here in Cherry _ _ _ Orchard.
Cherry _ _ _ _ _ _ _ blossoms _ _ _ _ _ _ _ were _ forgotten and _ _ _ haunted _ _ in _ _ tartan and _ blue. _ _
_ Bunt the man _ abide _ _ _ for _ love, _ and was nailed onto _ a tree. _ _ _ _
Well wasn't he a travelling man, _ the _ same _ as you _ and _ me?
_ Oh and please God _ in _ your own good _ _ time, let the _ traveller's weary _ _ _ load.
_ _ And we'll bid _ farewell _ to _ _ poverty _ _ _ _ _ and _ blue _ _ town. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank you very much everyone. _ _
actually where I'm living at the moment myself, not too far from there anyway.
[D] And Liam wrote a song _ for the Traveller protest that took place in 1959 in Cherry Orchard,
_ and he called it Blue Tyre Road. _
_ I _ am a true-born _ _ _ _ _ Irishman, _ a _ _ _ traveller am I. _ _ _ _ _
_ My _ home's the _ road, no _ fixed _ _ abode.
I must travel till I die. _ _ _ _
The few men give me camping _ _ _ space, I am few are all my friends. _ _
_ _ _ On the hard road for the travelling _ man, I _ must travel _ till the end.
_ _ _ _ _ Hunger and ships and _ poverty, _ _ _ and the _ traveller's weary _ _ _ _ _ load.
_ Hunger and _ ships and _ poverty, _ _ _ and _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I _ _ came to Dublin City _ _ _ _ Fair _ in the year of _ 59. _ _ _ _
And I camped in _ Lansdowne's grim _ _ valley _ _ with _ others of my _ _ _ _ kind. _
Bunt of Len's _ _ _ _ corporation, _ _ _ _ gone Christians _ _ to a man. _
_ _ _ Tore down our camp and _ uprooted _ _ us, and dried out our _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ hunger.
Hunger and ships and _ poverty, _ _ _ and the _ traveller's weary _ _ _ _ load.
_ Hunger _ _ and ships _ and _ _ poverty, _ _ _ and _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm out here in Cherry _ _ _ Orchard.
Cherry _ _ _ _ _ _ _ blossoms _ _ _ _ _ _ _ were _ forgotten and _ _ _ haunted _ _ in _ _ tartan and _ blue. _ _
_ Bunt the man _ abide _ _ _ for _ love, _ and was nailed onto _ a tree. _ _ _ _
Well wasn't he a travelling man, _ the _ same _ as you _ and _ me?
_ Oh and please God _ in _ your own good _ _ time, let the _ traveller's weary _ _ _ load.
_ _ And we'll bid _ farewell _ to _ _ poverty _ _ _ _ _ and _ blue _ _ town. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank you very much everyone. _ _