Chords for The Thornlie Boys - Auld Orange Flute
Tempo:
160.05 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
In the county Tyrell near [A] the town of [D] Duncannon Where many a rockchin' [A] myself had a hand in
[D] Bob Williamson lived, [G] a weaver [D] by trade And all of [A] us thought him [D] a stout orange blade
On the twelfth of July, as [A] the year did [D] come Bob played on the flute to [A] the sound of the drum
You [D] may talk of your harp, [G] your piano [D] or lute But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
But this treacherous scoundrel [A] took us [D] all in For he married a peepish [A] called Bridget McGinn
[D] Turned peepish himself and [G] pursued the [D] old cause That gave us [A] our freedom, [D] religion and laws
Now the boys in the townland [G] made some noise upon it [D] And Bob had to fly to [A] the province of Connacht
He [D] fled with his wife [G] and fixings [D] to boot Along with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo Along with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
At the chapel on Sundays [A] to atone for [D] past deeds He said bitter Aunt Avis [A] and counted his beads
[D] Till after some time [G] at the priest's own [D] desire He went with [A] his old flute [D] to play in the choir
He went with his old flute [A] to play in [D] the mass But the instrument shivered [A] and sighed oh alas
[D] When he blew it and fingered [G] and made a [D] great noise The flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo The flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
Bob jumped and he started [A] and got in [D] a splutter And threw his old flute in [A] the blessed holy water
[D] He thought that this charm would [G] bring some other [D] sound But when he blew it [A] again it [D] played crappies like gum
And all he could whistle [G] and finger and blow To [D] play peepish music [A] he found it no go
[D] Kick the pop, dip on water [G] such like it [D] would sound But one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo But one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
At the council of priests that [A] was held the [D] next day They decided to banish [A] the old flute away
[D] For they couldn't knock heresy [G] out of [D] its head So they bought Bob [A] another [D] to play in instead
So the old flute was doomed and [G] its fate was pathetic [D] It was fastened and burned at [A] the stake as heretic
[D] While the flames roared around it [G] they heard a [D] strange noise Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo,
[D] toorloo Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo,
[D] toorloo Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
In the county Tyrell near [A] the town of [D] Duncannon Where many a rockchin' [A] myself had a hand in
[D] Bob Williamson lived, [G] a weaver [D] by trade And all of [A] us thought him [D] a stout orange blade
On the twelfth of July, as [A] the year did [D] come Bob played on the flute to [A] the sound of the drum
You [D] may talk of your harp, [G] your piano [D] or lute But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
But this treacherous scoundrel [A] took us [D] all in For he married a peepish [A] called Bridget McGinn
[D] Turned peepish himself and [G] pursued the [D] old cause That gave us [A] our freedom, [D] religion and laws
Now the boys in the townland [G] made some noise upon it [D] And Bob had to fly to [A] the province of Connacht
He [D] fled with his wife [G] and fixings [D] to boot Along with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo Along with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
At the chapel on Sundays [A] to atone for [D] past deeds He said bitter Aunt Avis [A] and counted his beads
[D] Till after some time [G] at the priest's own [D] desire He went with [A] his old flute [D] to play in the choir
He went with his old flute [A] to play in [D] the mass But the instrument shivered [A] and sighed oh alas
[D] When he blew it and fingered [G] and made a [D] great noise The flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo The flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
Bob jumped and he started [A] and got in [D] a splutter And threw his old flute in [A] the blessed holy water
[D] He thought that this charm would [G] bring some other [D] sound But when he blew it [A] again it [D] played crappies like gum
And all he could whistle [G] and finger and blow To [D] play peepish music [A] he found it no go
[D] Kick the pop, dip on water [G] such like it [D] would sound But one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
[G] Toorloo, [D] toorloo But one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
At the council of priests that [A] was held the [D] next day They decided to banish [A] the old flute away
[D] For they couldn't knock heresy [G] out of [D] its head So they bought Bob [A] another [D] to play in instead
So the old flute was doomed and [G] its fate was pathetic [D] It was fastened and burned at [A] the stake as heretic
[D] While the flames roared around it [G] they heard a [D] strange noise Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo,
[D] toorloo Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo,
[D] toorloo Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
Key:
D
A
G
D
A
G
D
A
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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In the county _ Tyrell near [A] the town of [D] Duncannon Where many a rockchin' [A] myself had a hand in
[D] Bob _ Williamson lived, [G] a weaver [D] by trade And all of [A] us thought him [D] a stout orange blade
On the twelfth of July, as [A] the year did [D] come Bob played on the flute to [A] the sound of the drum
You [D] may talk of your harp, [G] your piano [D] or lute But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ _ But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
But this _ treacherous scoundrel [A] took us [D] all in For he married a peepish [A] called Bridget McGinn
[D] Turned peepish himself and [G] pursued the [D] old cause That gave us [A] our freedom, _ [D] religion and laws
Now the boys in the townland [G] made some noise upon it [D] And Bob had to fly to [A] the province of Connacht
He [D] fled with his wife [G] and fixings [D] to boot _ Along with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ _ Along _ with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
At the chapel on Sundays [A] to atone for [D] past deeds He said bitter Aunt Avis [A] and counted his beads
[D] Till after some time [G] at the priest's own [D] desire He went with [A] his old flute [D] to play in the choir
He went with his old flute [A] to play in [D] the mass But the instrument _ shivered [A] and sighed oh alas
[D] When he blew it and fingered [G] and made a [D] great noise The flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ The _ flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
Bob jumped and he started [A] and got in [D] a splutter And threw his old flute in [A] the blessed holy water
[D] He thought that this charm would [G] bring some other [D] sound But when he blew it [A] again it [D] played crappies like gum
And all he could whistle [G] and finger and blow To [D] play peepish music [A] he found it no go
[D] Kick the pop, dip on water [G] such like it [D] would sound But one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
_ [G] Toorloo, _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ But _ one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
At the council of priests that [A] was held the [D] next day They decided to banish [A] the old flute away
[D] For they couldn't knock heresy [G] out of [D] its head So they bought Bob [A] another [D] to play in instead
So the old flute was doomed and [G] its fate was pathetic [D] It was fastened and burned at [A] the stake as heretic
[D] While the flames roared around it [G] they heard a [D] strange noise Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _
_ [D] toorloo _ Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _
_ [D] toorloo _ _ _ Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
In the county _ Tyrell near [A] the town of [D] Duncannon Where many a rockchin' [A] myself had a hand in
[D] Bob _ Williamson lived, [G] a weaver [D] by trade And all of [A] us thought him [D] a stout orange blade
On the twelfth of July, as [A] the year did [D] come Bob played on the flute to [A] the sound of the drum
You [D] may talk of your harp, [G] your piano [D] or lute But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ _ But nothing [A] could sound like [D] the old orange flute
But this _ treacherous scoundrel [A] took us [D] all in For he married a peepish [A] called Bridget McGinn
[D] Turned peepish himself and [G] pursued the [D] old cause That gave us [A] our freedom, _ [D] religion and laws
Now the boys in the townland [G] made some noise upon it [D] And Bob had to fly to [A] the province of Connacht
He [D] fled with his wife [G] and fixings [D] to boot _ Along with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ _ Along _ with [A] the others, [D] the old orange flute
At the chapel on Sundays [A] to atone for [D] past deeds He said bitter Aunt Avis [A] and counted his beads
[D] Till after some time [G] at the priest's own [D] desire He went with [A] his old flute [D] to play in the choir
He went with his old flute [A] to play in [D] the mass But the instrument _ shivered [A] and sighed oh alas
[D] When he blew it and fingered [G] and made a [D] great noise The flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ The _ flute would [A] play only [D] the Protestant boys
Bob jumped and he started [A] and got in [D] a splutter And threw his old flute in [A] the blessed holy water
[D] He thought that this charm would [G] bring some other [D] sound But when he blew it [A] again it [D] played crappies like gum
And all he could whistle [G] and finger and blow To [D] play peepish music [A] he found it no go
[D] Kick the pop, dip on water [G] such like it [D] would sound But one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
_ [G] Toorloo, _ _ _ [D] toorloo _ _ But _ one [A] peepish squeak and [D] it couldn't be found
At the council of priests that [A] was held the [D] next day They decided to banish [A] the old flute away
[D] For they couldn't knock heresy [G] out of [D] its head So they bought Bob [A] another [D] to play in instead
So the old flute was doomed and [G] its fate was pathetic [D] It was fastened and burned at [A] the stake as heretic
[D] While the flames roared around it [G] they heard a [D] strange noise Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _
_ [D] toorloo _ Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
[G] Toorloo, _ _ _ _
_ [D] toorloo _ _ _ Was the old flute [A] still whistling [D] the Protestant boys
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