Chords for The Corrie Folk Trio --- Roddy McCorly
Tempo:
116.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
Abm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [E]
Oh, see that food host of men, [A] Who speed with [E] faces bald,
[Abm] From farmstead and [A] from fisher's hut, Along the banks [B] all bond.
They come with vengeance [A]
in [E] their eyes, Too late, too late are they,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On the [Gbm] bridge of Toon [E] today.
Oh, Ireland, [A] you love them still [E] the best, [Abm] Fearless, [Am] brave, [E] fighting, felt,
Upon [A] your hapless [B]
breast.
[B] Oh, but never a one [A] of all your [E] dead,
More bravely fell [B] in fray, [E] Than he who marches to his fate,
[A] On the bridge of [E] Toon today.
Up the narrow street he step, [A] Smiling, proud [E]
and young,
[Abm] Upon the hem [A] rope on his [E] neck, The golden ring [B]
that's hung.
There is never a [A] teal in his blue [E] eyes, More bright and [B] glad are they,
[E] As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, [A] On the bridge of Toon [E]
today.
[A] [E]
Because he loved the mother, [A] Because he loved [E] the mother,
[Abm] He goes to meet [Am] a [E] martyr's fate, With a proud and [Db] a [B] joyous beating.
True [E] to the last, true to the last, He treads the upward [B]
way,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On [A] the bridge of Toon [E] today.
Oh, see that food host of men, [A] Who speed with [E] faces bald,
[Abm] From farmstead and [A] from fisher's hut, Along the banks [B] all bond.
They come with vengeance [A]
in [E] their eyes, Too late, too late are they,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On the [Gbm] bridge of Toon [E] today.
Oh, Ireland, [A] you love them still [E] the best, [Abm] Fearless, [Am] brave, [E] fighting, felt,
Upon [A] your hapless [B]
breast.
[B] Oh, but never a one [A] of all your [E] dead,
More bravely fell [B] in fray, [E] Than he who marches to his fate,
[A] On the bridge of [E] Toon today.
Up the narrow street he step, [A] Smiling, proud [E]
and young,
[Abm] Upon the hem [A] rope on his [E] neck, The golden ring [B]
that's hung.
There is never a [A] teal in his blue [E] eyes, More bright and [B] glad are they,
[E] As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, [A] On the bridge of Toon [E]
today.
[A] [E]
Because he loved the mother, [A] Because he loved [E] the mother,
[Abm] He goes to meet [Am] a [E] martyr's fate, With a proud and [Db] a [B] joyous beating.
True [E] to the last, true to the last, He treads the upward [B]
way,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On [A] the bridge of Toon [E] today.
Key:
E
A
B
Abm
Am
E
A
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ Oh, see that food host of men, [A] Who speed with [E] faces _ bald,
[Abm] From farmstead and [A] from fisher's hut, Along the banks [B] all bond.
_ They come with vengeance [A]
in [E] their eyes, Too late, too late are they,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On the [Gbm] bridge of Toon [E] today.
_ _ Oh, Ireland, _ _ _ _ _ [A] you love them still [E] the best, _ _ [Abm] _ Fearless, [Am] brave, [E] fighting, felt,
Upon [A] your hapless [B] _
breast.
[B] Oh, but never a one [A] of all your [E] dead,
More bravely fell [B] in _ fray, [E] Than he who marches to his fate,
[A] On the bridge of [E] Toon today.
_ _ Up the narrow street he step, _ [A] Smiling, proud [E]
and young,
_ [Abm] Upon the hem [A] rope on his [E] neck, The golden ring [B]
that's hung.
There is never a [A] teal in his blue [E] eyes, More bright and [B] glad are they,
_ [E] As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, [A] On the bridge of Toon [E]
today. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ Because he loved the mother, _ _ [A] Because he loved [E] the _ mother,
[Abm] He goes to meet [Am] a [E] martyr's fate, With a proud and [Db] a [B] joyous beating.
True [E] to the last, true to the last, He treads the upward [B] _
way,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On [A] the bridge of Toon [E] today.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ Oh, see that food host of men, [A] Who speed with [E] faces _ bald,
[Abm] From farmstead and [A] from fisher's hut, Along the banks [B] all bond.
_ They come with vengeance [A]
in [E] their eyes, Too late, too late are they,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On the [Gbm] bridge of Toon [E] today.
_ _ Oh, Ireland, _ _ _ _ _ [A] you love them still [E] the best, _ _ [Abm] _ Fearless, [Am] brave, [E] fighting, felt,
Upon [A] your hapless [B] _
breast.
[B] Oh, but never a one [A] of all your [E] dead,
More bravely fell [B] in _ fray, [E] Than he who marches to his fate,
[A] On the bridge of [E] Toon today.
_ _ Up the narrow street he step, _ [A] Smiling, proud [E]
and young,
_ [Abm] Upon the hem [A] rope on his [E] neck, The golden ring [B]
that's hung.
There is never a [A] teal in his blue [E] eyes, More bright and [B] glad are they,
_ [E] As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, [A] On the bridge of Toon [E]
today. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ Because he loved the mother, _ _ [A] Because he loved [E] the _ mother,
[Abm] He goes to meet [Am] a [E] martyr's fate, With a proud and [Db] a [B] joyous beating.
True [E] to the last, true to the last, He treads the upward [B] _
way,
As young Roddy McCarley goes to die, On [A] the bridge of Toon [E] today.