Chords for Tim O'Brien - John Riley (with Lyrics)
Tempo:
115 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
D
G
F
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Dm]
[G] [E]
[Dm] [D]
John Riley came from Galway town in the years of the [G] Irish hunger
And he sailed away to [Dm] America when the country [E] was [Dm] much younger
Now the place [E] was strange and [D] work was scarce and all he [G] knew was farming
So he followed [Dm] his other Irish friends [E] to a job in the U.S. Army
[Dm]
[F] Adventure calls and [Dm] some men run and this is their [G] sad story
How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
[D] Now they marched down Texas way to the banks of the [G] Rio Grande
They built a fort [Am] on the [Bm] banks above the taut old [Dm] Santa Ana
[Dm] They were treated bad and paid worse and then the [G] fighting started
[D] And the more they fought the less they thought of the damned old U.S. Army
[F] Adventure calls [Am] and some men [F] run and this is their sad [G] story
[D] How some get [Dm] drunk on demon [C] rum and some get drunk [Dm] on glory
[D]
[Dm] [G]
[D] [D] [Dm]
[D]
Now when the church bells rang on a Sunday morning they set his soul to shiver
[G] He saw [Dm] the senior readers washing their hair on the far side of the river
Then John Riley and two hundred more Irish [G] mercenaries
They cast [Dm] their lot right or not south of the [Dm] Rio Grande
Adventure calls and some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story
[Dm] How some get [C] drunk on demon rum [F] and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
[F] [Am] [F]
[G] [Dm]
[D] [Dm]
Now they fought bravely under the flag of the San [F] [G] Patricios
Till [D] the Yankee soldiers beat them down at the Battle of [Dm]
Churubusco
Then [D] fifteen men were whipped like mules on the cheeks of their [G] hot iron branded
They [D] had to dig the graves of fifty more who were [F] hanging faded [Dm]
handed
[F] Adventure [C] calls and [Dm] some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story
How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
[G] [Dm]
[G]
[D] [Dm]
[D]
[A]
[D] Now John Riley stands in the drink saloon at a bar in [G]
Veracruz
[Bm] And he wonders if [Dm] it matters much if you win or if you lose
Well I'm a man who can't go home I'm a [G] vagabond says he
[Dm] I'm a victim of some [C] wonderlust and divided [Dm] loyalty
[F] Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad story
[D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get drunk on glory
[F]
Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad story
[D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get [D] drunk on glory
[Dm] [D]
[G] [E]
[Dm] [D]
John Riley came from Galway town in the years of the [G] Irish hunger
And he sailed away to [Dm] America when the country [E] was [Dm] much younger
Now the place [E] was strange and [D] work was scarce and all he [G] knew was farming
So he followed [Dm] his other Irish friends [E] to a job in the U.S. Army
[Dm]
[F] Adventure calls and [Dm] some men run and this is their [G] sad story
How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
[D] Now they marched down Texas way to the banks of the [G] Rio Grande
They built a fort [Am] on the [Bm] banks above the taut old [Dm] Santa Ana
[Dm] They were treated bad and paid worse and then the [G] fighting started
[D] And the more they fought the less they thought of the damned old U.S. Army
[F] Adventure calls [Am] and some men [F] run and this is their sad [G] story
[D] How some get [Dm] drunk on demon [C] rum and some get drunk [Dm] on glory
[D]
[Dm] [G]
[D] [D] [Dm]
[D]
Now when the church bells rang on a Sunday morning they set his soul to shiver
[G] He saw [Dm] the senior readers washing their hair on the far side of the river
Then John Riley and two hundred more Irish [G] mercenaries
They cast [Dm] their lot right or not south of the [Dm] Rio Grande
Adventure calls and some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story
[Dm] How some get [C] drunk on demon rum [F] and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
[F] [Am] [F]
[G] [Dm]
[D] [Dm]
Now they fought bravely under the flag of the San [F] [G] Patricios
Till [D] the Yankee soldiers beat them down at the Battle of [Dm]
Churubusco
Then [D] fifteen men were whipped like mules on the cheeks of their [G] hot iron branded
They [D] had to dig the graves of fifty more who were [F] hanging faded [Dm]
handed
[F] Adventure [C] calls and [Dm] some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story
How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
[G] [Dm]
[G]
[D] [Dm]
[D]
[A]
[D] Now John Riley stands in the drink saloon at a bar in [G]
Veracruz
[Bm] And he wonders if [Dm] it matters much if you win or if you lose
Well I'm a man who can't go home I'm a [G] vagabond says he
[Dm] I'm a victim of some [C] wonderlust and divided [Dm] loyalty
[F] Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad story
[D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get drunk on glory
[F]
Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad story
[D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get [D] drunk on glory
[Dm] [D]
Key:
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ John Riley came from Galway town in the years of the [G] Irish hunger
And he sailed away to [Dm] America when the country [E] was [Dm] much younger
_ _ _ Now the place [E] was strange and [D] work was scarce and all he [G] knew was farming
So he followed [Dm] his other Irish friends [E] to a job in the U.S. Army
[Dm] _ _
[F] Adventure calls and [Dm] some men run and this is their [G] sad story
_ How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Now they marched down Texas way to the banks of the [G] Rio Grande
_ They built a fort [Am] on the [Bm] banks above the taut old [Dm] Santa Ana
_ [Dm] They were treated bad and paid worse and then the [G] fighting started _
_ [D] And the more they fought the less they thought of the damned old U.S. Army
_ _ [F] Adventure calls [Am] and some men [F] run and this is their sad [G] story _
[D] How some get [Dm] drunk on demon [C] rum and some get drunk [Dm] on glory
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now when the church bells rang on a Sunday morning they set his soul to shiver
[G] _ He saw [Dm] the senior readers washing their hair on the far side of the river _
_ _ _ _ Then John Riley and two hundred more Irish _ [G] mercenaries _
They cast [Dm] their lot right or not south of the [Dm] Rio Grande
_ Adventure calls and some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story _
[Dm] How some get [C] drunk on demon rum [F] and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
_ [F] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ Now they fought bravely under the flag of the San [F] _ [G] Patricios
Till [D] the Yankee soldiers beat them down at the Battle of [Dm] _ _
Churubusco
_ _ Then [D] fifteen men were whipped like mules on the cheeks of their [G] hot iron branded
_ They [D] had to dig the graves of fifty more who were [F] hanging faded [Dm] _
handed
_ [F] Adventure [C] calls and [Dm] some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story
How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Now John Riley stands in the drink saloon at a bar in [G]
Veracruz
_ [Bm] And he wonders if [Dm] it matters much if you win or if you lose _ _ _
Well I'm a man who can't go home I'm a [G] vagabond says he
_ _ _ [Dm] I'm a victim of some [C] wonderlust and divided [Dm] loyalty _ _ _
[F] Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad _ story
[D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get drunk on glory
_ _ [F]
Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad story
_ [D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get [D] drunk on glory _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ John Riley came from Galway town in the years of the [G] Irish hunger
And he sailed away to [Dm] America when the country [E] was [Dm] much younger
_ _ _ Now the place [E] was strange and [D] work was scarce and all he [G] knew was farming
So he followed [Dm] his other Irish friends [E] to a job in the U.S. Army
[Dm] _ _
[F] Adventure calls and [Dm] some men run and this is their [G] sad story
_ How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Now they marched down Texas way to the banks of the [G] Rio Grande
_ They built a fort [Am] on the [Bm] banks above the taut old [Dm] Santa Ana
_ [Dm] They were treated bad and paid worse and then the [G] fighting started _
_ [D] And the more they fought the less they thought of the damned old U.S. Army
_ _ [F] Adventure calls [Am] and some men [F] run and this is their sad [G] story _
[D] How some get [Dm] drunk on demon [C] rum and some get drunk [Dm] on glory
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now when the church bells rang on a Sunday morning they set his soul to shiver
[G] _ He saw [Dm] the senior readers washing their hair on the far side of the river _
_ _ _ _ Then John Riley and two hundred more Irish _ [G] mercenaries _
They cast [Dm] their lot right or not south of the [Dm] Rio Grande
_ Adventure calls and some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story _
[Dm] How some get [C] drunk on demon rum [F] and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
_ [F] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ Now they fought bravely under the flag of the San [F] _ [G] Patricios
Till [D] the Yankee soldiers beat them down at the Battle of [Dm] _ _
Churubusco
_ _ Then [D] fifteen men were whipped like mules on the cheeks of their [G] hot iron branded
_ They [D] had to dig the graves of fifty more who were [F] hanging faded [Dm] _
handed
_ [F] Adventure [C] calls and [Dm] some men [F] run and this is their [G] sad story
How [D] some get drunk on demon rum and some get [Dm] drunk on glory
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Now John Riley stands in the drink saloon at a bar in [G]
Veracruz
_ [Bm] And he wonders if [Dm] it matters much if you win or if you lose _ _ _
Well I'm a man who can't go home I'm a [G] vagabond says he
_ _ _ [Dm] I'm a victim of some [C] wonderlust and divided [Dm] loyalty _ _ _
[F] Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad _ story
[D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get drunk on glory
_ _ [F]
Adventure calls and some men run and this is their [G] sad story
_ [D] How some get drunk [Dm] on demon rum and some get [D] drunk on glory _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _