Chords for The Wolfe Tones - The Boys Of Fair Hill (Live)
Tempo:
89.75 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
E
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Yeah, well this is a little song from Cork, boys and girls.
If you can't believe the Corkmen now, and it's a ballad.
But I know you'll all join me to sing with us, the boys of Fairhill.
The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
[D] How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
And we have that once again.
The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the [C] mob says the boys of Fairhill.
One bloody head, don't leave it [D] all.
And one day you'll lay a day, you'll [G] leave them small.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
This shunned and bell-bored road's up straight.
The river leaf blows [E] on the day.
Pissed off the mob [D] says the boys [G] of Fairhill.
If you vote the Cork, you'll get through [D] sheen.
More feast dough and [G] bleak blue beans.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Black cruel girls, they're very [D] rude.
They go swimmin' [F#m] in the lily.
Pissed off the [G] mob says the boys of Fairhill.
But they are no good [D] at all.
Up against [G] the sunbeam wall.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
But for all the boys this time.
Well, black cruel boys are very nice.
[D] I have tried them [G] once or twice.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
For a stealing he hooped a ball.
[E] He hooped a mob ten balls in all.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
The smell of paltry spades is so wicked.
How does [G] father match his ticket?
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
[E]
If you can't believe the Corkmen now, and it's a ballad.
But I know you'll all join me to sing with us, the boys of Fairhill.
The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
[D] How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
And we have that once again.
The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the [C] mob says the boys of Fairhill.
One bloody head, don't leave it [D] all.
And one day you'll lay a day, you'll [G] leave them small.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
This shunned and bell-bored road's up straight.
The river leaf blows [E] on the day.
Pissed off the mob [D] says the boys [G] of Fairhill.
If you vote the Cork, you'll get through [D] sheen.
More feast dough and [G] bleak blue beans.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Black cruel girls, they're very [D] rude.
They go swimmin' [F#m] in the lily.
Pissed off the [G] mob says the boys of Fairhill.
But they are no good [D] at all.
Up against [G] the sunbeam wall.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
But for all the boys this time.
Well, black cruel boys are very nice.
[D] I have tried them [G] once or twice.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
For a stealing he hooped a ball.
[E] He hooped a mob ten balls in all.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
The smell of paltry spades is so wicked.
How does [G] father match his ticket?
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
[E]
Key:
G
D
C
E
F#m
G
D
C
Yeah, well this is a little song from Cork, boys and girls.
If you can't believe the Corkmen now, and it's a ballad.
But I know you'll all join me to sing with us, the boys of Fairhill. _ _ _
_ _ The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
[D] How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
And we have that once again.
_ The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the [C] mob says the boys of _ Fairhill.
One bloody head, don't leave it [D] all.
And one day you'll lay a day, you'll [G] leave them small.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
This shunned and bell-bored road's up straight.
The river leaf blows [E] on the day.
Pissed off the mob [D] says the boys [G] of Fairhill.
If you vote the Cork, you'll get through [D] sheen.
More feast dough and [G] bleak blue beans.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Black cruel girls, they're very [D] rude.
They go swimmin' [F#m] in the lily.
Pissed off the [G] mob says the boys of Fairhill. _ _
But they are no good [D] at all.
Up against [G] the sunbeam wall.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
But for all the boys this time.
_ Well, black cruel boys are very nice.
[D] I have tried them [G] once or twice.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
For a stealing he hooped a ball.
[E] He hooped a mob ten balls in all.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
The smell of paltry spades is so wicked.
How does [G] father match his ticket?
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
If you can't believe the Corkmen now, and it's a ballad.
But I know you'll all join me to sing with us, the boys of Fairhill. _ _ _
_ _ The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
[D] How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
And we have that once again.
_ The smell on Patrick's bridge is so wicked.
How the splatter makes you [G] sneakin'.
Pissed off the [C] mob says the boys of _ Fairhill.
One bloody head, don't leave it [D] all.
And one day you'll lay a day, you'll [G] leave them small.
Pissed off the mob says [D] the boys of [G] Fairhill.
This shunned and bell-bored road's up straight.
The river leaf blows [E] on the day.
Pissed off the mob [D] says the boys [G] of Fairhill.
If you vote the Cork, you'll get through [D] sheen.
More feast dough and [G] bleak blue beans.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Black cruel girls, they're very [D] rude.
They go swimmin' [F#m] in the lily.
Pissed off the [G] mob says the boys of Fairhill. _ _
But they are no good [D] at all.
Up against [G] the sunbeam wall.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
But for all the boys this time.
_ Well, black cruel boys are very nice.
[D] I have tried them [G] once or twice.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
For a stealing he hooped a ball.
[E] He hooped a mob ten balls in all.
Pissed [C] off the mob [G] says the boys of Fairhill.
The smell of paltry spades is so wicked.
How does [G] father match his ticket?
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill.
Pissed off the mob says the boys of Fairhill. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _