Chords for The transit van - Seamus Moore
Tempo:
102.6 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
F#m
E
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N]
Margaret Thatcher talking on TV, [A] looks so sincere as she says to me,
There'd be no one in Blimey [D] if you all used [A] the myths of initiative.
I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says [A] I, I'll take her at her word,
Got [F#m] a loan from a credit [D] union man, [A] and bought meself a transit van.
Me next step up the ladder [D] now, I bought [A] meself an old fat sow,
Cost a bar to find legally, collected a common market subsidy,
Signed all [D] the forms, handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sow back home again,
Sometimes a [D] day I book this plan, [A] meself and the sow in the transit van.
Travel sickness this sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify,
To [D] call me money from the biscuit tin, filled a [A] van to the roof with whisky and gin.
[F#m] Around [D] the sow me wares I'd sell [A] in public houses and hotels,
There was never a [D] guard or a customs man, put [A] his nose inside a transit van.
At festivals and pleasant fairs, if the crack was good you'd find me there,
At all big matches in Throat Park, and I danced with Springsteen in the dark.
I fought with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, [A] I danced on streets around Littstone,
Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, to [A] well away from the transit van.
At Finland and the drink trade flow, I changed to carrying video.
While on the road to Valley Bay, for the customs roadblock on me way.
In the [F#m] face of wonder I [D] got her turned, [A] the engine roared and the tires burnt,
[F#m] I'd patrol [D] carefully, man, wearing [A] hot pursuit in the transit van.
Through Tontipa if I did go, I was heading for the county Mayo.
Round the corner I hitched a dock, went over the ditch, landed in a bog.
I sat on the [D] bank, watched all I owned, [A] sinking in a buckhole like a thorn.
She was lying [D] on the roof with the wheel still turning, [A] and the stereo playing Daniel O'Donnell.
Now I'm back where I first began, no job, no money, but I had a plan.
There's a girl down at Mullingar, she can hold me future in her hand.
[F#m] She doesn't look like a [D] film star, but [A] she's been telling me about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, but he has two sows [A] in a transit van.
The Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce car, [A] her son Charlie has a [E] Jaguar.
But [A] when the Pope came to [D] Ireland, [G] like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van.
[D] [A] [D]
Margaret Thatcher talking on TV, [A] looks so sincere as she says to me,
There'd be no one in Blimey [D] if you all used [A] the myths of initiative.
I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says [A] I, I'll take her at her word,
Got [F#m] a loan from a credit [D] union man, [A] and bought meself a transit van.
Me next step up the ladder [D] now, I bought [A] meself an old fat sow,
Cost a bar to find legally, collected a common market subsidy,
Signed all [D] the forms, handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sow back home again,
Sometimes a [D] day I book this plan, [A] meself and the sow in the transit van.
Travel sickness this sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify,
To [D] call me money from the biscuit tin, filled a [A] van to the roof with whisky and gin.
[F#m] Around [D] the sow me wares I'd sell [A] in public houses and hotels,
There was never a [D] guard or a customs man, put [A] his nose inside a transit van.
At festivals and pleasant fairs, if the crack was good you'd find me there,
At all big matches in Throat Park, and I danced with Springsteen in the dark.
I fought with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, [A] I danced on streets around Littstone,
Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, to [A] well away from the transit van.
At Finland and the drink trade flow, I changed to carrying video.
While on the road to Valley Bay, for the customs roadblock on me way.
In the [F#m] face of wonder I [D] got her turned, [A] the engine roared and the tires burnt,
[F#m] I'd patrol [D] carefully, man, wearing [A] hot pursuit in the transit van.
Through Tontipa if I did go, I was heading for the county Mayo.
Round the corner I hitched a dock, went over the ditch, landed in a bog.
I sat on the [D] bank, watched all I owned, [A] sinking in a buckhole like a thorn.
She was lying [D] on the roof with the wheel still turning, [A] and the stereo playing Daniel O'Donnell.
Now I'm back where I first began, no job, no money, but I had a plan.
There's a girl down at Mullingar, she can hold me future in her hand.
[F#m] She doesn't look like a [D] film star, but [A] she's been telling me about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, but he has two sows [A] in a transit van.
The Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce car, [A] her son Charlie has a [E] Jaguar.
But [A] when the Pope came to [D] Ireland, [G] like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van.
[D] [A] [D]
Key:
A
D
F#m
E
G
A
D
F#m
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Margaret Thatcher talking on TV, [A] looks so sincere as she says to me,
_ There'd be no one in Blimey [D] if you all used [A] the myths of initiative. _ _ _
I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says [A] I, I'll take her at her word,
Got [F#m] a loan from a credit [D] union man, _ [A] and bought meself a transit van.
Me next step up the ladder [D] now, I bought [A] meself an old fat sow, _
_ _ Cost a bar to find legally, collected a common market subsidy,
_ _ _ Signed all [D] the forms, handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sow back home again,
Sometimes a [D] day I book this plan, _ [A] meself and the sow in the transit van.
_ _ Travel sickness this sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify, _ _
To [D] call me money from the biscuit tin, filled a [A] van to the roof with whisky and gin.
_ _ [F#m] Around [D] the sow me wares I'd sell [A] in public houses and hotels,
There was never a [D] guard or a customs man, put [A] his nose inside a transit van.
At _ festivals and pleasant fairs, if the crack was good you'd find me there,
_ _ At all big matches in Throat Park, and I danced with Springsteen in the dark. _
I fought with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, [A] I danced on streets around Littstone,
Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, to [A] well away from the transit van. _ _
At Finland and the drink trade flow, I changed to carrying video.
_ _ _ While on the road to Valley Bay, for the customs roadblock on me way.
_ In the [F#m] face of wonder I [D] got her turned, [A] the engine roared and the tires burnt,
[F#m] I'd patrol [D] carefully, man, _ wearing [A] hot pursuit in the transit van.
_ _ Through Tontipa if I did go, I was heading for the county Mayo. _ _
_ Round the corner I hitched a dock, went over the ditch, landed in a bog.
_ _ I sat on the [D] bank, watched all I owned, [A] sinking in a buckhole like a thorn.
She was lying [D] on the roof with the wheel still turning, _ [A] and the stereo playing Daniel O'Donnell.
_ _ Now I'm back where I first began, no job, no money, but I had a plan.
_ _ There's a girl down at Mullingar, she can hold me future in her hand.
_ _ [F#m] She doesn't look like a [D] film star, but [A] she's been telling me about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, _ but he has two sows [A] in a transit van. _
The Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce car, [A] her son Charlie has a [E] Jaguar.
_ But [A] when the Pope came to [D] _ Ireland, _ _ _ [G] like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _
Margaret Thatcher talking on TV, [A] looks so sincere as she says to me,
_ There'd be no one in Blimey [D] if you all used [A] the myths of initiative. _ _ _
I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says [A] I, I'll take her at her word,
Got [F#m] a loan from a credit [D] union man, _ [A] and bought meself a transit van.
Me next step up the ladder [D] now, I bought [A] meself an old fat sow, _
_ _ Cost a bar to find legally, collected a common market subsidy,
_ _ _ Signed all [D] the forms, handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sow back home again,
Sometimes a [D] day I book this plan, _ [A] meself and the sow in the transit van.
_ _ Travel sickness this sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify, _ _
To [D] call me money from the biscuit tin, filled a [A] van to the roof with whisky and gin.
_ _ [F#m] Around [D] the sow me wares I'd sell [A] in public houses and hotels,
There was never a [D] guard or a customs man, put [A] his nose inside a transit van.
At _ festivals and pleasant fairs, if the crack was good you'd find me there,
_ _ At all big matches in Throat Park, and I danced with Springsteen in the dark. _
I fought with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, [A] I danced on streets around Littstone,
Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, to [A] well away from the transit van. _ _
At Finland and the drink trade flow, I changed to carrying video.
_ _ _ While on the road to Valley Bay, for the customs roadblock on me way.
_ In the [F#m] face of wonder I [D] got her turned, [A] the engine roared and the tires burnt,
[F#m] I'd patrol [D] carefully, man, _ wearing [A] hot pursuit in the transit van.
_ _ Through Tontipa if I did go, I was heading for the county Mayo. _ _
_ Round the corner I hitched a dock, went over the ditch, landed in a bog.
_ _ I sat on the [D] bank, watched all I owned, [A] sinking in a buckhole like a thorn.
She was lying [D] on the roof with the wheel still turning, _ [A] and the stereo playing Daniel O'Donnell.
_ _ Now I'm back where I first began, no job, no money, but I had a plan.
_ _ There's a girl down at Mullingar, she can hold me future in her hand.
_ _ [F#m] She doesn't look like a [D] film star, but [A] she's been telling me about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, _ but he has two sows [A] in a transit van. _
The Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce car, [A] her son Charlie has a [E] Jaguar.
_ But [A] when the Pope came to [D] _ Ireland, _ _ _ [G] like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _