Roddy Mccorley Chords by The Dubliners
Tempo:
114.4 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[A]
[D] [G]
[D] [A]
[D]
[G] [D]
See the three foot awesome men, [G] Who speed with [D] faces won,
From farmstead and [G] from [D] fisher's cot, Along the banks [A] of Van.
[D] They come with vengeance [G] in [D] their eye, Too late, too late [A] are they,
[D] For young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of Toon [D] today.
Up on the Nile's peak he [G] sets, Smiling proud [D] and young,
Above the hem [G] roll on [D] his neck, Above the [A] ringless clump.
[D] There was never a tear [G] in his [D] blue eye, Both sad and bright [A] are they,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
When he lost the top of the [G] street, His shining [D] fighting hat,
Behind him latched [G] into him [D] a ray, A small [A] orchestra.
[D] For a hundred pound, [G] for a hundred [D] pound, He led them to [A] a fray,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
There was never a one of all your [G] democracy, Fell [D] in fray,
Than he who [G] marches to his fate, [D] On the bridge of Toon [A] today.
[D] Through to the last, through to the last, He treads the [A] awkward way,
And [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
[N]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[A]
[D] [G]
[D] [A]
[D]
[G] [D]
See the three foot awesome men, [G] Who speed with [D] faces won,
From farmstead and [G] from [D] fisher's cot, Along the banks [A] of Van.
[D] They come with vengeance [G] in [D] their eye, Too late, too late [A] are they,
[D] For young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of Toon [D] today.
Up on the Nile's peak he [G] sets, Smiling proud [D] and young,
Above the hem [G] roll on [D] his neck, Above the [A] ringless clump.
[D] There was never a tear [G] in his [D] blue eye, Both sad and bright [A] are they,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
When he lost the top of the [G] street, His shining [D] fighting hat,
Behind him latched [G] into him [D] a ray, A small [A] orchestra.
[D] For a hundred pound, [G] for a hundred [D] pound, He led them to [A] a fray,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
There was never a one of all your [G] democracy, Fell [D] in fray,
Than he who [G] marches to his fate, [D] On the bridge of Toon [A] today.
[D] Through to the last, through to the last, He treads the [A] awkward way,
And [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
[N]
Key:
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G
A
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_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ See the three foot awesome men, [G] Who speed with [D] faces won,
_ From farmstead and [G] from [D] fisher's cot, Along the banks [A] of Van.
_ [D] They come with vengeance [G] in [D] their eye, Too late, too late [A] are they,
_ [D] For young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of Toon [D] today.
_ Up on the Nile's peak he [G] sets, Smiling proud [D] and young,
_ Above the hem [G] roll on [D] his neck, Above the [A] ringless clump. _
[D] There was never a tear [G] in his [D] blue eye, Both sad and bright [A] are they,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today. _ _
When he lost the top of the [G] street, His shining [D] fighting hat, _ _
Behind him latched [G] into him [D] a ray, A small _ [A] orchestra.
_ [D] For a hundred pound, [G] for a hundred [D] pound, He led them to [A] a fray,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
There was never a one of all your [G] _ democracy, Fell [D] in fray,
Than he who [G] marches to his fate, [D] On the bridge of Toon [A] today.
_ [D] Through to the last, through to the last, He treads the [A] awkward way,
And [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today. _ _ _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ See the three foot awesome men, [G] Who speed with [D] faces won,
_ From farmstead and [G] from [D] fisher's cot, Along the banks [A] of Van.
_ [D] They come with vengeance [G] in [D] their eye, Too late, too late [A] are they,
_ [D] For young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of Toon [D] today.
_ Up on the Nile's peak he [G] sets, Smiling proud [D] and young,
_ Above the hem [G] roll on [D] his neck, Above the [A] ringless clump. _
[D] There was never a tear [G] in his [D] blue eye, Both sad and bright [A] are they,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today. _ _
When he lost the top of the [G] street, His shining [D] fighting hat, _ _
Behind him latched [G] into him [D] a ray, A small _ [A] orchestra.
_ [D] For a hundred pound, [G] for a hundred [D] pound, He led them to [A] a fray,
For [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today.
There was never a one of all your [G] _ democracy, Fell [D] in fray,
Than he who [G] marches to his fate, [D] On the bridge of Toon [A] today.
_ [D] Through to the last, through to the last, He treads the [A] awkward way,
And [D] young Lottie McCurley goes to die, [G] On the bridge of [D] Toon today. _ _ _ _
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