Chords for The Reason I Left Mullingar - The Fureys & Davey Arthur
Tempo:
116.2 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Cm
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [Eb]
[Cm] I walk through [Bb] this city [Ab] a [Eb] stranger, [Db] in a land I [Ab] can never [Eb] call home.
[Bb] [Cm] I cast this sad notion [Ab] across [Eb] me, [Ab] in my [Cm]
search of [Eb] my fortune [Bb] to roam.
[Cm] I'm weary of [Bb] working [Ab] and [Eb] drinking, [Db] on a week's [Ab] wages left in [Eb] the bar.
[Bb] [Cm] And God it's a shame [Ab] for to use a [Eb] friend's name, [Cm] just to beg [Bb] for the price of a jar.
[Cm] I remember [Bb] that bright [Ab] April [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left [Ab] home to travel [Eb] afar.
[Bb]
[Cm] But to work till [Bb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room [Eb] and a bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] Mullingar.
Ah this London's [Bb] a city [Ab] of [Eb]
heartbreak, on [Db] a Friday [Ab] there's friends by the [Eb] score.
[Bb] [Cm] Ah but when the [Bb] pay's finished [Ab] on [Eb] Monday, [Cm] a friend's not [Eb] a friend [Bb] anymore.
For [Cm] a working [Bb] day [Ab] seems never [Eb] ending, [Db] from a shovel [Ab] and pick [Eb] there's no [Bb] break.
[Cm] And when you're not [Bb] [Ab] working you're [Eb] spending, [Cm] a fortune [Gm] you left home [Bb] to make.
[Cm] I remember that bright [Ab] April [Eb] morning, when [Db] I [Ab] left home to travel [Eb] afar.
[Bb]
[Ab] To work till you're dead, for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason I [Bb]
left [Ab] [Eb] Mullingar.
And for every [Bb] man here [Eb] that [Ab] finds [Eb] fortune, [Db] and comes home [Ab] to tell [Eb] of the
[Bb] tale.
[Cm] Each [Bb] morning the [Eb] Broadway [Ab] is [Eb] crowded, [Cm] with many the thousands [Bb] who fail.
[Cm] So young men [Bb] of Ireland [Ab] take [Eb] warning, [Db] in London [Ab] you never [Eb] will [Bb] find.
[Ab] Add gold at [Bb] the end [Ab] of the [Eb] rainbow, [Cm] for you might just have [Ab] left it [Bb]
behind.
I [Cm] remember that [Bb] bright [Ab] April [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left home [Ab] to travel [Eb] afar.
[Bb]
[Cm] But to work till [Eb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] Mullingar.
[Cm] I walk through [Bb] this city [Ab] a [Eb] stranger, [Db] in a land I [Ab] can never [Eb] call home.
[Bb] [Cm] I cast this sad notion [Ab] across [Eb] me, [Ab] in my [Cm]
search of [Eb] my fortune [Bb] to roam.
[Cm] I'm weary of [Bb] working [Ab] and [Eb] drinking, [Db] on a week's [Ab] wages left in [Eb] the bar.
[Bb] [Cm] And God it's a shame [Ab] for to use a [Eb] friend's name, [Cm] just to beg [Bb] for the price of a jar.
[Cm] I remember [Bb] that bright [Ab] April [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left [Ab] home to travel [Eb] afar.
[Bb]
[Cm] But to work till [Bb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room [Eb] and a bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] Mullingar.
Ah this London's [Bb] a city [Ab] of [Eb]
heartbreak, on [Db] a Friday [Ab] there's friends by the [Eb] score.
[Bb] [Cm] Ah but when the [Bb] pay's finished [Ab] on [Eb] Monday, [Cm] a friend's not [Eb] a friend [Bb] anymore.
For [Cm] a working [Bb] day [Ab] seems never [Eb] ending, [Db] from a shovel [Ab] and pick [Eb] there's no [Bb] break.
[Cm] And when you're not [Bb] [Ab] working you're [Eb] spending, [Cm] a fortune [Gm] you left home [Bb] to make.
[Cm] I remember that bright [Ab] April [Eb] morning, when [Db] I [Ab] left home to travel [Eb] afar.
[Bb]
[Ab] To work till you're dead, for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason I [Bb]
left [Ab] [Eb] Mullingar.
And for every [Bb] man here [Eb] that [Ab] finds [Eb] fortune, [Db] and comes home [Ab] to tell [Eb] of the
[Bb] tale.
[Cm] Each [Bb] morning the [Eb] Broadway [Ab] is [Eb] crowded, [Cm] with many the thousands [Bb] who fail.
[Cm] So young men [Bb] of Ireland [Ab] take [Eb] warning, [Db] in London [Ab] you never [Eb] will [Bb] find.
[Ab] Add gold at [Bb] the end [Ab] of the [Eb] rainbow, [Cm] for you might just have [Ab] left it [Bb]
behind.
I [Cm] remember that [Bb] bright [Ab] April [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left home [Ab] to travel [Eb] afar.
[Bb]
[Cm] But to work till [Eb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] Mullingar.
Key:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Cm
Db
Eb
Ab
Bb
[B] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] I walk through [Bb] this city [Ab] a _ [Eb] stranger, [Db] in a land I [Ab] can never [Eb] call home.
[Bb] _ [Cm] I cast this sad notion [Ab] _ across [Eb] me, [Ab] in my [Cm]
search of [Eb] my fortune [Bb] to roam. _ _
[Cm] I'm weary of [Bb] working [Ab] and _ [Eb] drinking, [Db] on a week's [Ab] wages left in [Eb] the bar.
_ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] And God it's a shame [Ab] for to use a [Eb] friend's name, [Cm] just to beg [Bb] for the price of a jar.
_ _ _ [Cm] I remember [Bb] that bright [Ab] April _ _ [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left [Ab] home to travel [Eb] _ afar.
[Bb] _
[Cm] But to work till [Bb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room [Eb] and a bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] _ Mullingar.
_ _ Ah this London's [Bb] a city [Ab] of _ _ [Eb]
heartbreak, on [Db] a Friday [Ab] there's friends by the [Eb] score.
[Bb] _ [Cm] Ah but when the [Bb] pay's finished [Ab] on _ [Eb] Monday, [Cm] a friend's not [Eb] a friend [Bb] anymore. _ _
For [Cm] a working [Bb] day [Ab] seems never _ [Eb] _ ending, [Db] from a shovel [Ab] and pick [Eb] there's no [Bb] break.
_ [Cm] And when you're not [Bb] [Ab] working you're _ [Eb] spending, _ [Cm] a fortune [Gm] you left home [Bb] to make.
_ _ [Cm] I remember that bright [Ab] April _ [Eb] morning, when [Db] I [Ab] left home to travel [Eb] _ afar.
[Bb] _
[Ab] To work till you're dead, for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason I [Bb]
left [Ab] [Eb] Mullingar.
_ _ And for every [Bb] man here [Eb] that [Ab] finds _ [Eb] fortune, [Db] and comes home [Ab] to tell [Eb] of the _
_ [Bb] tale.
[Cm] Each [Bb] morning the [Eb] Broadway [Ab] is _ [Eb] crowded, [Cm] with many the thousands [Bb] who fail. _ _
[Cm] So young men [Bb] of Ireland [Ab] take [Eb] warning, _ [Db] in London [Ab] you never [Eb] will _ _ [Bb] find.
[Ab] Add gold at [Bb] the end [Ab] of the _ [Eb] rainbow, [Cm] for you might just have [Ab] left it [Bb] _
behind.
_ I [Cm] remember that [Bb] bright [Ab] April _ [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left home [Ab] to travel _ [Eb] afar.
_ [Bb] _
[Cm] But to work till [Eb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] Mullingar. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] I walk through [Bb] this city [Ab] a _ [Eb] stranger, [Db] in a land I [Ab] can never [Eb] call home.
[Bb] _ [Cm] I cast this sad notion [Ab] _ across [Eb] me, [Ab] in my [Cm]
search of [Eb] my fortune [Bb] to roam. _ _
[Cm] I'm weary of [Bb] working [Ab] and _ [Eb] drinking, [Db] on a week's [Ab] wages left in [Eb] the bar.
_ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] And God it's a shame [Ab] for to use a [Eb] friend's name, [Cm] just to beg [Bb] for the price of a jar.
_ _ _ [Cm] I remember [Bb] that bright [Ab] April _ _ [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left [Ab] home to travel [Eb] _ afar.
[Bb] _
[Cm] But to work till [Bb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room [Eb] and a bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] _ Mullingar.
_ _ Ah this London's [Bb] a city [Ab] of _ _ [Eb]
heartbreak, on [Db] a Friday [Ab] there's friends by the [Eb] score.
[Bb] _ [Cm] Ah but when the [Bb] pay's finished [Ab] on _ [Eb] Monday, [Cm] a friend's not [Eb] a friend [Bb] anymore. _ _
For [Cm] a working [Bb] day [Ab] seems never _ [Eb] _ ending, [Db] from a shovel [Ab] and pick [Eb] there's no [Bb] break.
_ [Cm] And when you're not [Bb] [Ab] working you're _ [Eb] spending, _ [Cm] a fortune [Gm] you left home [Bb] to make.
_ _ [Cm] I remember that bright [Ab] April _ [Eb] morning, when [Db] I [Ab] left home to travel [Eb] _ afar.
[Bb] _
[Ab] To work till you're dead, for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason I [Bb]
left [Ab] [Eb] Mullingar.
_ _ And for every [Bb] man here [Eb] that [Ab] finds _ [Eb] fortune, [Db] and comes home [Ab] to tell [Eb] of the _
_ [Bb] tale.
[Cm] Each [Bb] morning the [Eb] Broadway [Ab] is _ [Eb] crowded, [Cm] with many the thousands [Bb] who fail. _ _
[Cm] So young men [Bb] of Ireland [Ab] take [Eb] warning, _ [Db] in London [Ab] you never [Eb] will _ _ [Bb] find.
[Ab] Add gold at [Bb] the end [Ab] of the _ [Eb] rainbow, [Cm] for you might just have [Ab] left it [Bb] _
behind.
_ I [Cm] remember that [Bb] bright [Ab] April _ [Eb] morning, [Db] when I left home [Ab] to travel _ [Eb] afar.
_ [Bb] _
[Cm] But to work till [Eb] you're dead, [Ab] for one room and a [Eb] bed, [Ab] it's not the reason [Bb] I left [Eb] Mullingar. _ _ _ _ _