Chords for The Dubliners feat. Ciarán Bourke - Mrs. McGrath [Audio Stream]

The great song tells the long saga of my poor unfortunate mother
who sent me up to the big city of Dublin a long time ago to learn all about farming. _
Now this job wasn't very successful for two reasons.
Number one, you don't learn much about farming in cities.
And the other reason is you learn in the song.
Now there's a chorus in this song, the words of it are a little bit complicated,
I think I'll recite it for you first.
It goes, Tur I Ah, Tur I Ah, Tur I, Ur I, Ur I Ah.
Do you think you'd ever get that?
_ _ [Bb] Now Mrs.
[C] McGrath, after [F] a tyranny did brag,
[F] Send your son up to college where he can [C] study.
_ [F] He'll get a Volkswagen car and [C] a tenner of wheat flat.
[F] Mrs.
McGrath, wouldn't you like [Bb] that?
Which is Tur I [F] Ah, Tur _
[C] I, Ur I, [F] Ur I Ah.
[C] Mrs.
McGrath lived in County Clare,
[F] And for forty-seven or more years she was there.
She was milking cows and [C] feeding pigs,
[F] Sticking bulk here on him, he's doubling [Bb] digs.
Which is Tur [F] I Ah, Tur _ [C] I, Ur I, [F] Ur I Ah.
And one day, what [C] a terrible shame,
[F] As she swept out the kitchen, [C] now a letter came.
Well it [Bb] bore bad news, which was not [C] expected,
[F] Here on a fail four times, he was then rejected.
[Bb] Which is Tur I [F] Ah, [C] Tur I, Ur I, [F] Ur I Ah.
So Tyrion wrote back to Nanny, and he said,
Dear Nanny, [Bb] it wasn't the work, [F] and it wasn't the [C]
strain,
And it wasn't on your own [C] darling son that lay the blame.
For when I came up from Clare, I was an innocent lad,
But the [F] fellas and the digs, they drove me to the [Bb] bed.
Which is Tur I Ah, _ [C] Tur I, Ur [F] I, Ur I Ah.
When I tried to stay in and [C] work at night,
[F] Sure the fellas and the digs, they [C] took me out on a strike.
And when you send me [Bb] me fees, now [C] what do you think?
[F] Sure I spent all the money and the women and the [Bb] drink.
Which is Tur I [F] Ah, _ Tur I, Ur I, Ur I Ah.
Well the moral of this story is plain [C] and clear, _
[F] Stay away from the women [C] and keep off from the old.
[F] And if you've got a son [C] on the farm,
[F] Keep the young pup there, for [Bb] he'll be out to harm at your turn.
Which is Tur [F] I Ah, Tur _ [C] I, Ur [F] I, Ur I Ah.
[Bb] Which is Tur I [F] Ah, Tur I, [C]
Ur I, Ur I Ah.
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