Chords for PAT & JOE BYRNE RUBBER BOOTS SONG
Tempo:
101.85 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] I'm a hearty old sailor from Newfoundland shore.
I fish for me livin' on the Wye [D] Labrador.
[G] Now the fishin's all over, me work is all done, and I'm goin' out [C] tonight with me rubber [G] boots on.
So I ate of me supper [C] and I shaved off [G] me beard, for courtin' indeed I was highly [D]
prepared.
[G] But the day's work all over and the night comin' on, I remember [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
I knocked on her door and me knockin' was low, and out of her slumber me knock she [D] didn't know.
She [G] came to the door and said, is that you Tom?
It is, love, said I, with [E] me rubber [G] boots on.
She opened the door and invited me in, and up to her bedroom she invited [D] me in.
[G] She jumped on the bed with the blankets rolled on, and I hopped in [C] beside her with me rubber [G] boots on.
[E]
[G] Well day light next mornin' [C] with the sun in the sky, I turned to me true love to say [D] goodbye.
[G] She said, don't you leave me, don't you know you done wrong, well you slept here [C] all night with your rubber [G] boots on.
I turned to me love with a wink and a smile, I said nothin' could happen in such a [D] short while.
[G]
Whatever I did love I did it for fun, and I hopped out of [C] bed with me rubber boots on.
[C]
[G] It be nine months later I was summoned to court, ten shillings a week I was fined for [D] misbore.
[G] Ten shillings a week from a fisherman's son I regretted [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
Ah but now I'm a fish [C] and I'm happy [G] for sure, I'll make them ten shillings and a [D] wild Labrador.
[G] And when he gets bigger I'll take long me son, and he'll catch [C] the cod fish with his [G] rubber boots on.
[C] [G]
I fish for me livin' on the Wye [D] Labrador.
[G] Now the fishin's all over, me work is all done, and I'm goin' out [C] tonight with me rubber [G] boots on.
So I ate of me supper [C] and I shaved off [G] me beard, for courtin' indeed I was highly [D]
prepared.
[G] But the day's work all over and the night comin' on, I remember [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
I knocked on her door and me knockin' was low, and out of her slumber me knock she [D] didn't know.
She [G] came to the door and said, is that you Tom?
It is, love, said I, with [E] me rubber [G] boots on.
She opened the door and invited me in, and up to her bedroom she invited [D] me in.
[G] She jumped on the bed with the blankets rolled on, and I hopped in [C] beside her with me rubber [G] boots on.
[E]
[G] Well day light next mornin' [C] with the sun in the sky, I turned to me true love to say [D] goodbye.
[G] She said, don't you leave me, don't you know you done wrong, well you slept here [C] all night with your rubber [G] boots on.
I turned to me love with a wink and a smile, I said nothin' could happen in such a [D] short while.
[G]
Whatever I did love I did it for fun, and I hopped out of [C] bed with me rubber boots on.
[C]
[G] It be nine months later I was summoned to court, ten shillings a week I was fined for [D] misbore.
[G] Ten shillings a week from a fisherman's son I regretted [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
Ah but now I'm a fish [C] and I'm happy [G] for sure, I'll make them ten shillings and a [D] wild Labrador.
[G] And when he gets bigger I'll take long me son, and he'll catch [C] the cod fish with his [G] rubber boots on.
[C] [G]
Key:
G
C
D
E
G
C
D
E
_ _ [G] _ _ I'm a hearty old sailor from Newfoundland shore.
I fish for me livin' on the Wye [D] Labrador.
_ [G] Now the fishin's all over, me work is all done, and I'm goin' out [C] tonight with me rubber [G] boots on.
So I ate of me supper [C] and I shaved off [G] me beard, for courtin' indeed I was highly [D]
prepared.
[G] But the day's work all over and the night comin' on, I remember [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
I knocked on her door and me knockin' was low, and out of her slumber me knock she [D] didn't know.
She [G] came to the door and said, is that you Tom?
It is, love, said I, with [E] me rubber [G] boots on.
She opened the door and invited me in, and up to her bedroom she invited [D] me in.
[G] She jumped on the bed with the blankets rolled on, and I hopped in [C] beside her with me rubber [G] boots on.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[G] _ _ Well day light next mornin' [C] with the sun in the sky, I turned to me true love to say [D] goodbye.
_ [G] She said, don't you leave me, don't you know you done wrong, well you slept here [C] all night with your rubber [G] boots on.
I turned to me love with a wink and a smile, I said nothin' could happen in such a [D] short while.
[G]
Whatever I did love I did it for fun, and I hopped out of [C] bed with me rubber boots on.
_ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ It be nine months later I was summoned to court, ten shillings a week I was fined for [D] misbore.
[G] Ten shillings a week from a fisherman's son I regretted [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
Ah but now I'm a fish [C] and I'm happy [G] for sure, I'll make them ten shillings and a [D] wild Labrador.
_ [G] And when he gets bigger I'll take long me son, and he'll catch [C] the cod fish with his [G] rubber boots on. _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
I fish for me livin' on the Wye [D] Labrador.
_ [G] Now the fishin's all over, me work is all done, and I'm goin' out [C] tonight with me rubber [G] boots on.
So I ate of me supper [C] and I shaved off [G] me beard, for courtin' indeed I was highly [D]
prepared.
[G] But the day's work all over and the night comin' on, I remember [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
I knocked on her door and me knockin' was low, and out of her slumber me knock she [D] didn't know.
She [G] came to the door and said, is that you Tom?
It is, love, said I, with [E] me rubber [G] boots on.
She opened the door and invited me in, and up to her bedroom she invited [D] me in.
[G] She jumped on the bed with the blankets rolled on, and I hopped in [C] beside her with me rubber [G] boots on.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[G] _ _ Well day light next mornin' [C] with the sun in the sky, I turned to me true love to say [D] goodbye.
_ [G] She said, don't you leave me, don't you know you done wrong, well you slept here [C] all night with your rubber [G] boots on.
I turned to me love with a wink and a smile, I said nothin' could happen in such a [D] short while.
[G]
Whatever I did love I did it for fun, and I hopped out of [C] bed with me rubber boots on.
_ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ It be nine months later I was summoned to court, ten shillings a week I was fined for [D] misbore.
[G] Ten shillings a week from a fisherman's son I regretted [C] that night with me rubber [G] boots on.
Ah but now I'm a fish [C] and I'm happy [G] for sure, I'll make them ten shillings and a [D] wild Labrador.
_ [G] And when he gets bigger I'll take long me son, and he'll catch [C] the cod fish with his [G] rubber boots on. _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _