Chords for The Dubliners - The Louse House at Kilkenny

[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ Oh the first of me downfall, I set out the door, [F] I straight made me way on Fog Cannon's shore.
[Gm] Goin' out me rattle-roanin' to us late in the night, Goin' out the west gate for to view the gastle.
I rattle [Bb]-y fall, I rattle [F]-y fall, I [G] rattle-y fall, I _ _ [C] _ [Gm] _ [F] _
[G] _ _ rattle-y fall.
I went to the tassel to see the big lap, [F] And who should I meet but a bloody big crap?
[G] I kindly stepped over and to him I said,
Will you kindly direct me to where I'll get a bed?
[Bb] Badly fall, diddly-lay, ruddily [F] fall.
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _
[G] _ _ _ T'was then he directed me down to Cook's Lane,
[F] To where old Buck St.
John kept an old sleeping-cage.
[Gm] Hung out door to door was a small piece of board,
Hung out on two nails with a short piece of cord.
[Bb] Badly fall, diddly-lay, ruddily [F] fall.
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _
_ [G] _ _ _ Well I looked up and down till I found out the door,
[F] On a quarrer old household should I ne'er saw before.
[Gm] Then the missus came out and these words to me said,
If you give me three coppers should I give you a bed?
[Bb] Badly fall, diddly-lay, [F] ruddily fall.
[Gm] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ Well I then stood aside with me back to the wall,
[F] And the next thing I saw was an old cobbler's [G] stall.
And there was the cobbler and he mended his brows,
With his hammers and pitchers all laid in a row.
[Bb] Badly fall, diddly-lay, [F] ruddily fall.
[G] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ Then she brought me upstairs and she put out the light,
[F] And in less than five minutes I had to show fight.
[Gm] And less than five more when the story was best,
The police came around me and brought me a curse.
[Bb] Badly fall, diddly-lay, [F] ruddily fall.
[G] T _ _
[F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ 'was all round me, buddy, they formed a march.
[F] T'was all round me, buddy, they played their march.
[G] But the bloody old major gave me such a fit,
That he nearly [Gm] made way with the half of me.
If only fall, [Bb] diddly-lay, [F] ruddily fall.
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [G] _ _ Now I'm going to me study these lines to pen [F] down,
And if any poor traveller should ever come to town.
[Gm] If any poor traveller be knighted like me,
Beware of Buck's engine and his black hammer [Bb] reel.
Badly fall, diddly-lay, ruddily [F] fall.
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _