Chords for The Barleycorn - Broad Black Brimmer | Irish Rebel
Tempo:
102.05 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
C
Dm
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F]
There's a uniform that's hanging in what's [Gm] known as Father's room.
A uniform so simple in its [C] style.
Well, it has no pasty feathers [Bb] or no hat [C] with feathered plume.
The mother has preserved [F] it all a while.
she may [F] put it on away, she'll [Dm] find for years
father's [Dm] shun, she said.
was smiling through her tears
There's a uniform that's hanging in what's [Gm] known as Father's room.
A uniform so simple in its [C] style.
Well, it has no pasty feathers [Bb] or no hat [C] with feathered plume.
The mother has preserved [F] it all a while.
she may [F] put it on away, she'll [Dm] find for years
father's [Dm] shun, she said.
was smiling through her tears
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_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ There's a uniform that's hanging in what's [Gm] known as Father's room.
A uniform so simple in its [C] style. _
Well, it has no pasty feathers [Bb] or no hat [C] with feathered plume.
The mother has preserved [F] it all a while.
_ [Bb] One day she may [F] put it on away, she'll [Dm] find for years
[F] in memory of your father's [Dm] shun, she said.
[F] And as she bore this emerald, she was smiling through her tears
as she placed [C] the broad black brimmer [F] on me head.
It's just a broad black brimmer, [Bb] it's been unsprayed [F] and torn
by the carelessness of many a [Dm] mountain tree.
An old trench coat that's so about to [F] sing the morn
and bridges [C] that drift [F] beneath.
_ [Bb] A sand round belt [F] that's more gold than you've stoned
and a holster that's been empty [D] many's a day but not for long.
[F] And when men claim Ireland's freedom,
no wonder she's the leading woman of broad black brimmer of the IRA. _ _
This uniform was worn by [Bb] me father [F] years ago
when he reached me mother's home, stayed on the [C] run.
And [F] the same one Monday morning [Bb] in the little [F] church below
when [C] father met he blessed them just as one.
[Bb] And after two some [F] treaty at the [Dm] parting of the ways
[F] he wore it as he marched [Dm] on with the rest. _
[F] And as they bore this body [Bb] down the rugged feathered lid
they [C] placed the broad black [F] brimmer on his chest.
[C] It's just a broad black brimmer, [Bb] it's been [F] unsprayed and torn
by the carelessness of many's a [Dm] mountain tree.
[F] An old trench [Bb] coat that's so about to [F] sing the morn
and bridges [C] that drift beneath.
_ _ [Bb] A sand [F] round belt that's more gold [Dm] than you've stoned
[F] and a holster that's been [G] empty many's a day but not [F] for long.
And when men claim Ireland's freedom,
_ [Gm] all the one they'll choose to lead them
_ will wear the broad black brimmer [C] of the IRA.
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ There's a uniform that's hanging in what's [Gm] known as Father's room.
A uniform so simple in its [C] style. _
Well, it has no pasty feathers [Bb] or no hat [C] with feathered plume.
The mother has preserved [F] it all a while.
_ [Bb] One day she may [F] put it on away, she'll [Dm] find for years
[F] in memory of your father's [Dm] shun, she said.
[F] And as she bore this emerald, she was smiling through her tears
as she placed [C] the broad black brimmer [F] on me head.
It's just a broad black brimmer, [Bb] it's been unsprayed [F] and torn
by the carelessness of many a [Dm] mountain tree.
An old trench coat that's so about to [F] sing the morn
and bridges [C] that drift [F] beneath.
_ [Bb] A sand round belt [F] that's more gold than you've stoned
and a holster that's been empty [D] many's a day but not for long.
[F] And when men claim Ireland's freedom,
no wonder she's the leading woman of broad black brimmer of the IRA. _ _
This uniform was worn by [Bb] me father [F] years ago
when he reached me mother's home, stayed on the [C] run.
And [F] the same one Monday morning [Bb] in the little [F] church below
when [C] father met he blessed them just as one.
[Bb] And after two some [F] treaty at the [Dm] parting of the ways
[F] he wore it as he marched [Dm] on with the rest. _
[F] And as they bore this body [Bb] down the rugged feathered lid
they [C] placed the broad black [F] brimmer on his chest.
[C] It's just a broad black brimmer, [Bb] it's been [F] unsprayed and torn
by the carelessness of many's a [Dm] mountain tree.
[F] An old trench [Bb] coat that's so about to [F] sing the morn
and bridges [C] that drift beneath.
_ _ [Bb] A sand [F] round belt that's more gold [Dm] than you've stoned
[F] and a holster that's been [G] empty many's a day but not [F] for long.
And when men claim Ireland's freedom,
_ [Gm] all the one they'll choose to lead them
_ will wear the broad black brimmer [C] of the IRA.
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _