Chords for Ronnie Drew - Master Mcgrath (solo version)
Tempo:
111.9 bpm
Chords used:
Abm
Gb
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Abm] [Gb] [Abm]
1869 being [Gb] the date and the [Abm] year, Those Waterloo sportsmen [Gb] and more did [Abm] appear,
For they gained the great prizes in the Baird of Marwar, [Gb] They were counting on Ireland and [Abm] Mastermagd.
On the 12th of November, [Gb] the day of [Abm] renown, Magrantes keeper [Gb] they left [Abm] Lurgan Town,
A gale in the Channel it soon drove them o'er, On [Gb] the 13th they landed on England's [Abm] fair shore,
And when they arrived [Gb] there in big [Abm] London's town, Those great English sportsmen [Gb] all gathered [Abm] around,
And one of those gentlemen gave a ha-ha, [Gb] Saying, is that the great dog you call [Abm] Master Magrath?
And one of those gentlemen [Gb] standing [Abm] around, Said, I don't care a damn for [Gb] your [Abm] Irish greyhound,
And another he speared with a scornful ha-ha, We'll [Gb] soon humble the pride of your Master [Abm] Magrath.
Then Lord Lurgan stepped forward [Gb] and he said, [Abm] Gentlemen, it was any amongst [Gb] you has money to [Abm] spend,
For your grand English nobles I don't care a straw, Here's [Gb] five thousand to one upon [Abm] Master Magrath.
Then Magrath he looked up [Gb] and he wagged his [Abm] owl tail, Informing his [Gb] lordship, should I know what [Abm] you mean,
Don't fear noble Brownlow, don't fear the Magrath, [Gb] We'll soon tarnish their laurels, says [Abm] Master Magrath.
Then Rose stood uncovered, [Gb] that great [Abm] English bride, Her master and keeper [Gb] were close by [Abm] her side,
They let them away and the crowd cried hurrah, [Gb] For the pride of old England and Master [Abm] Magrath.
Then Rose and the master, [Gb] they both ran [Abm] along, Now I wonder, said Rose, [Gb] what took you from [Abm] your home?
You should have stayed there in your Irish domain, [Gb] And had come to Gay Loddell's or [Abm] Albion's plain.
Well I know, said the [Gb] master, we've wild [Abm] had our fods, But you'll find in old [Gb] Ireland there's good men [Abm] and dogs,
Lead on, Bell Britannia, give none of your jaw, [Gb] Stuff that up your nostrils, says [Abm] Master Magrath.
And a'hair she jumped on, [Gb] just as swift as [Abm] the wind, He was sometimes before [Gb] her and sometimes [Abm] behind,
Rose gave the first turning according to law, [Gb] For the second was given by Master [Abm] Magrath.
And a'hair she led on [Gb] with her wonderful [Abm] view, And swift o'er the green [Gb] fields of England they [Abm] flew,
He jumped on her back and held up his owl paw, [Gb] Say cheers for old Ireland, says Master [Abm] Magrath.
[Gb] [Abm] [Ab]
1869 being [Gb] the date and the [Abm] year, Those Waterloo sportsmen [Gb] and more did [Abm] appear,
For they gained the great prizes in the Baird of Marwar, [Gb] They were counting on Ireland and [Abm] Mastermagd.
On the 12th of November, [Gb] the day of [Abm] renown, Magrantes keeper [Gb] they left [Abm] Lurgan Town,
A gale in the Channel it soon drove them o'er, On [Gb] the 13th they landed on England's [Abm] fair shore,
And when they arrived [Gb] there in big [Abm] London's town, Those great English sportsmen [Gb] all gathered [Abm] around,
And one of those gentlemen gave a ha-ha, [Gb] Saying, is that the great dog you call [Abm] Master Magrath?
And one of those gentlemen [Gb] standing [Abm] around, Said, I don't care a damn for [Gb] your [Abm] Irish greyhound,
And another he speared with a scornful ha-ha, We'll [Gb] soon humble the pride of your Master [Abm] Magrath.
Then Lord Lurgan stepped forward [Gb] and he said, [Abm] Gentlemen, it was any amongst [Gb] you has money to [Abm] spend,
For your grand English nobles I don't care a straw, Here's [Gb] five thousand to one upon [Abm] Master Magrath.
Then Magrath he looked up [Gb] and he wagged his [Abm] owl tail, Informing his [Gb] lordship, should I know what [Abm] you mean,
Don't fear noble Brownlow, don't fear the Magrath, [Gb] We'll soon tarnish their laurels, says [Abm] Master Magrath.
Then Rose stood uncovered, [Gb] that great [Abm] English bride, Her master and keeper [Gb] were close by [Abm] her side,
They let them away and the crowd cried hurrah, [Gb] For the pride of old England and Master [Abm] Magrath.
Then Rose and the master, [Gb] they both ran [Abm] along, Now I wonder, said Rose, [Gb] what took you from [Abm] your home?
You should have stayed there in your Irish domain, [Gb] And had come to Gay Loddell's or [Abm] Albion's plain.
Well I know, said the [Gb] master, we've wild [Abm] had our fods, But you'll find in old [Gb] Ireland there's good men [Abm] and dogs,
Lead on, Bell Britannia, give none of your jaw, [Gb] Stuff that up your nostrils, says [Abm] Master Magrath.
And a'hair she jumped on, [Gb] just as swift as [Abm] the wind, He was sometimes before [Gb] her and sometimes [Abm] behind,
Rose gave the first turning according to law, [Gb] For the second was given by Master [Abm] Magrath.
And a'hair she led on [Gb] with her wonderful [Abm] view, And swift o'er the green [Gb] fields of England they [Abm] flew,
He jumped on her back and held up his owl paw, [Gb] Say cheers for old Ireland, says Master [Abm] Magrath.
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_ _ [Abm] _ _ [Gb] _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ 1869 being [Gb] the date and the [Abm] year, _ Those Waterloo sportsmen [Gb] and more did [Abm] appear, _
For they gained the great prizes in the Baird of Marwar, [Gb] They were counting on Ireland and [Abm] Mastermagd.
_ On the 12th of November, [Gb] the day of [Abm] renown, _ _ Magrantes keeper [Gb] they left [Abm] Lurgan Town,
A gale in the Channel it soon drove them o'er, On [Gb] the 13th they landed on England's [Abm] fair shore,
And when they arrived [Gb] there in big [Abm] London's town, _ Those great English sportsmen [Gb] all gathered [Abm] around,
_ And one of those gentlemen gave a ha-ha, [Gb] Saying, is that the great dog you call [Abm] Master Magrath?
And one of those gentlemen [Gb] standing [Abm] around, Said, I don't care a damn for [Gb] your [Abm] Irish greyhound,
And another he speared with a scornful ha-ha, We'll [Gb] soon humble the pride of your Master [Abm] Magrath.
Then Lord Lurgan stepped forward [Gb] and he said, [Abm] Gentlemen, _ it was any amongst [Gb] you has money to [Abm] spend,
For your grand English nobles I don't care a straw, Here's [Gb] five thousand to one upon [Abm] Master Magrath.
_ _ Then Magrath he looked up [Gb] and he wagged his [Abm] owl tail, _ Informing his [Gb] lordship, should I know what [Abm] you mean,
_ Don't fear noble Brownlow, don't fear the Magrath, [Gb] We'll soon tarnish their laurels, says [Abm] Master Magrath.
_ _ Then Rose stood uncovered, [Gb] that great [Abm] English bride, Her master and keeper [Gb] were close by [Abm] her side,
They let them away and the crowd cried hurrah, [Gb] For the pride of old England and Master [Abm] Magrath.
_ _ Then Rose and the master, [Gb] they both ran [Abm] along, Now I wonder, said Rose, [Gb] what took you from [Abm] your home?
_ You should have stayed there in your Irish domain, [Gb] And had come to Gay Loddell's or [Abm] Albion's plain.
Well I know, said the [Gb] master, we've wild [Abm] had our fods, But you'll find in old [Gb] Ireland there's good men [Abm] and dogs,
Lead on, Bell Britannia, give none of your jaw, [Gb] Stuff that up your nostrils, says [Abm] Master Magrath. _ _
And a'hair she jumped on, [Gb] just as swift as [Abm] the wind, He was sometimes before [Gb] her and sometimes [Abm] behind, _
Rose gave the first turning according to law, [Gb] For the second was given by Master [Abm] Magrath.
And a'hair she led on [Gb] with her wonderful [Abm] view, _ And swift o'er the green [Gb] fields of England they [Abm] flew,
_ He jumped on her back and held up his owl paw, [Gb] Say cheers for old Ireland, says Master [Abm] Magrath.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ 1869 being [Gb] the date and the [Abm] year, _ Those Waterloo sportsmen [Gb] and more did [Abm] appear, _
For they gained the great prizes in the Baird of Marwar, [Gb] They were counting on Ireland and [Abm] Mastermagd.
_ On the 12th of November, [Gb] the day of [Abm] renown, _ _ Magrantes keeper [Gb] they left [Abm] Lurgan Town,
A gale in the Channel it soon drove them o'er, On [Gb] the 13th they landed on England's [Abm] fair shore,
And when they arrived [Gb] there in big [Abm] London's town, _ Those great English sportsmen [Gb] all gathered [Abm] around,
_ And one of those gentlemen gave a ha-ha, [Gb] Saying, is that the great dog you call [Abm] Master Magrath?
And one of those gentlemen [Gb] standing [Abm] around, Said, I don't care a damn for [Gb] your [Abm] Irish greyhound,
And another he speared with a scornful ha-ha, We'll [Gb] soon humble the pride of your Master [Abm] Magrath.
Then Lord Lurgan stepped forward [Gb] and he said, [Abm] Gentlemen, _ it was any amongst [Gb] you has money to [Abm] spend,
For your grand English nobles I don't care a straw, Here's [Gb] five thousand to one upon [Abm] Master Magrath.
_ _ Then Magrath he looked up [Gb] and he wagged his [Abm] owl tail, _ Informing his [Gb] lordship, should I know what [Abm] you mean,
_ Don't fear noble Brownlow, don't fear the Magrath, [Gb] We'll soon tarnish their laurels, says [Abm] Master Magrath.
_ _ Then Rose stood uncovered, [Gb] that great [Abm] English bride, Her master and keeper [Gb] were close by [Abm] her side,
They let them away and the crowd cried hurrah, [Gb] For the pride of old England and Master [Abm] Magrath.
_ _ Then Rose and the master, [Gb] they both ran [Abm] along, Now I wonder, said Rose, [Gb] what took you from [Abm] your home?
_ You should have stayed there in your Irish domain, [Gb] And had come to Gay Loddell's or [Abm] Albion's plain.
Well I know, said the [Gb] master, we've wild [Abm] had our fods, But you'll find in old [Gb] Ireland there's good men [Abm] and dogs,
Lead on, Bell Britannia, give none of your jaw, [Gb] Stuff that up your nostrils, says [Abm] Master Magrath. _ _
And a'hair she jumped on, [Gb] just as swift as [Abm] the wind, He was sometimes before [Gb] her and sometimes [Abm] behind, _
Rose gave the first turning according to law, [Gb] For the second was given by Master [Abm] Magrath.
And a'hair she led on [Gb] with her wonderful [Abm] view, _ And swift o'er the green [Gb] fields of England they [Abm] flew,
_ He jumped on her back and held up his owl paw, [Gb] Say cheers for old Ireland, says Master [Abm] Magrath.
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