Chords for The Dubliners - Ciaran Bourke Final performance

Are we all here?
Alright.
_ Everyone. _
Well, Terry Wogan hasn't turned up tonight, [Bb] but there you are.
If he was here, he would sing.
Don't worry.
He would sing, yes.
Okay, now. _
Can we have your attention, please, ladies and gentlemen, [Abm] because [Gb] we are going to [E] do a very_
Pardon?
_ Where can we buy the album?
You can buy the album in a record shop, where do you think?
[B] Where do you think it's released? _
It is _ released at the moment.
It's going on release this weekend, isn't it?
Release today.
Release today.
Now, can I just say_
Could I have your attention, folks, please, just [Ab] for a minute? _
By way of introduction [G] to this final number, we [N] want Ciarán Burke to recite a little verse.
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It's called The Lament for Brendan [G] Beahm.
Now, Ciarán, [Bb] in your own time.
Sad, solemn notes, and crates of newly drawn stout, the usual symptoms when a life goes out.
But the extinction this time being seven times the most, the music held no echo, and the tears drowned our toast. _ _
Sorrow and bereavement, life has no [G] meaning now. _
[Bb] Silence is master, [A] laughter and song bowed.
For gone went our great captain to some more [B] hospitable inn, where camp and [G] hypocrisy can no longer embarrass him.
_ _ _ [N] I am. _
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I am. _ _ _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ A hungry [B] feeling _ _ came on me stealing, _ _ and [A] my sweat _ squealing in [B] me prison _ cell.
_ _ [D] And the old [A] _ _ triangle _ [Bb] _ went [Gm] in _ [Bb] the _ _ _ _ [Bm] gangle, _ all _ [D] along the _ [E] banks of the _ Royal [A] _ _ [D] _ Canal.
_ _ _ [B] _ To begin the morning, _ the screw had fallen.
_ Get up your bousy and clean up [Bm] your cell.
_ [A] And the old _ triangle _ _ went in the _ [D] _ _ _
_ gangle, all [A] _ _ _
[D] along the _ banks [G] of [A] the Royal _ [D] _ Canal. _