Chords for The Rumjacks - An Irish Pub Song (Live at Woodstock Festival Poland 2016)

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_ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ I hope it's [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] not [E] too much to go into water holes
In the shitsy bowl to break the back
The [G] crack of normal school in an Irish [E] pub
Every circle, [B] give me a tap
The Guinness, wine, the [G] chamois, cap
The only one that can have you trapped in a pool [D] in an Irish [G] pub
Well, I'll [D] be first
We are the home, the [C] homey boot
The only crap you get is a [Em] slap in the [G] gear
Well, I'll [D] be first
To laugh and brush your [C] filthy mouth
If you draw one more [E] shot, I'll get me a beer _ _ _
_ [A] _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [E] _ We'll rise above [B] the beer and go
We'll make you wave a [E] shirt, we'll cry
If only try, can I [A] recover an Irish [E] pub?
The angry bums, the [B] double shots
The underage and [G] mean proposals
Like a bunch of hater cunts, we [E] got us an Irish pub
The big wine, the [B] bilby rump
The party glass, the [E] cussin'
And the lady on the dirty long, we [A] got us an Irish [E] pub
There's no one to me, no [B] one to you
Just people on the [G] avenue
Who the hell is money row?
We [E] got us an Irish [G] pub
Well, I'll [D] be first
I'll [C] suck you, a [E] slap in the [G] gear
Well, I'll [D] be first
To laugh and brush your [C] filthy mouth
If you draw one more [E] shot, I'll get me a beer
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_ [E] _ Life is great for [A] the young lads
You can't be walking [E] off, you're not the right
To make you pick a fight, we [A] got us an Irish [E] pub
The lads, the cunts, the [A] fine sport
But those who blunt run [G] out the door
And then the next time you come home
We got [E] us an Irish [G] pub
Well, I'll be [D] first
I swear upon the [C] homey boot
The only crap you get is a [E] slap in the gear
[G] Well, I'll [D] be first
To laugh and brush your [C] filthy mouth
If you draw one more [E] shot, I'll get me a beer
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_ [E] See them on the gary on
They're kicking your mind
It's money man on the phone, just like she's [Em] pwned
Well, all we got is an Irish pub
Spanked, once a prick, the widow's striped me up
The ranks are mellow, the lift we [Gm] never ran
So shallow, we got us an Irish [G] pub
Well, I'll be [D] first
I swear upon the homey [C] boot
The only crap you get [E] is a slap in the [G] gear
Well, I'll be [D] first
To laugh and brush your filthy [C] mouth
If you draw [Em] one more shot, I'll get me a [G] beer
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