Chords for When Margaret Was Eleven - The Dubliners featuring Ronnie Drew
Tempo:
161.8 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
C#m
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m]
[E] [C#m]
[B]
[A]
[E] My [B]
[E]
father said farewell, [C#m] the band played [B] tunes of [E] glory, [A] a giant [E] man with a generous
[B] dignity,
[A]
a [E] regimental sergeant, [A] the backbone of [E] the empire, [A] for God and [E] righteous glory bound [B] for high Germany.
[E]
Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven [A] when Margaret [E] was alive.
They [A]
served us [E] war, and soldiers' songs [B] were teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs [E] keep feeding [A] the way of the church,
[E]
[A] that soldiers are [E]
the living proof [B] of our inhumanity.
[E]
My childhood [C#m] is a tale of [B] glory
[E] stories, [A] of manufactured [E] glory and inhuman [B] villainy.
[A] I asked when is [E] war over, [A] but no one deemed [E] to answer me,
and [A] Margaret paid [E] that menace she [B] called high [E] Germany.
Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven when [A] Margaret [E] was alive.
[A] They served us [E] war, and soldiers' [B] songs were teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs keep [E]
feeding the [A] way of the church,
[E] [A] that soldiers are [E] the living proof [B] of our [E]
inhumanity.
[A]
[E] [C#m]
[B]
[A]
[E] [B]
[E]
My father made it home, [C#m] but he came without [B] any
[E] reason.
[A] To eyes of [E] Maltese, a senseless [B] fool of war, [A] he's just a [E] child.
My mother cried and [C] [A] weeped in full [E] regalia, [A] and paraded as [E] a hero home.
[B]
[E] Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven [A] when Margaret [E] was alive.
[A] They served us [E] war, and soldiers' [B] songs were teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs [E]
campaigned [A] the way of not [E] exclaiming.
[A] That soldiers are [E] the living proof [B] of our [E] inhumanity.
[A] There'll be no church [E] glory for [B]
Margaret [E] and me.
[N]
[E] [C#m]
[B]
[A]
[E] My [B]
[E]
father said farewell, [C#m] the band played [B] tunes of [E] glory, [A] a giant [E] man with a generous
[B] dignity,
[A]
a [E] regimental sergeant, [A] the backbone of [E] the empire, [A] for God and [E] righteous glory bound [B] for high Germany.
[E]
Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven [A] when Margaret [E] was alive.
They [A]
served us [E] war, and soldiers' songs [B] were teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs [E] keep feeding [A] the way of the church,
[E]
[A] that soldiers are [E]
the living proof [B] of our inhumanity.
[E]
My childhood [C#m] is a tale of [B] glory
[E] stories, [A] of manufactured [E] glory and inhuman [B] villainy.
[A] I asked when is [E] war over, [A] but no one deemed [E] to answer me,
and [A] Margaret paid [E] that menace she [B] called high [E] Germany.
Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven when [A] Margaret [E] was alive.
[A] They served us [E] war, and soldiers' [B] songs were teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs keep [E]
feeding the [A] way of the church,
[E] [A] that soldiers are [E] the living proof [B] of our [E]
inhumanity.
[A]
[E] [C#m]
[B]
[A]
[E] [B]
[E]
My father made it home, [C#m] but he came without [B] any
[E] reason.
[A] To eyes of [E] Maltese, a senseless [B] fool of war, [A] he's just a [E] child.
My mother cried and [C] [A] weeped in full [E] regalia, [A] and paraded as [E] a hero home.
[B]
[E] Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven [A] when Margaret [E] was alive.
[A] They served us [E] war, and soldiers' [B] songs were teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs [E]
campaigned [A] the way of not [E] exclaiming.
[A] That soldiers are [E] the living proof [B] of our [E] inhumanity.
[A] There'll be no church [E] glory for [B]
Margaret [E] and me.
[N]
Key:
E
A
B
C#m
F#m
E
A
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ My _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
father said _ farewell, _ _ [C#m] the band played [B] tunes of _ [E] glory, _ _ _ [A] a giant _ [E] man with _ a _ _ generous _ _ _
[B] dignity,
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
a [E] regimental _ sergeant, _ [A] the backbone of [E] the empire, _ [A] for God and [E] righteous glory bound [B] for high _ Germany.
[E] _ _ _ _
Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven _ _ _ [A] when Margaret _ [E] was alive.
_ _ _ They [A]
served us [E] war, _ _ _ _ and soldiers' _ songs [B] were teased.
_ [A] Their fathers' songs [E] keep feeding _ _ [A] the way of the church,
_ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] that soldiers _ are [E]
the living proof [B] of our _ _ inhumanity.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ My _ childhood _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] is a tale of [B] glory _ _
[E] _ stories, _ _ [A] of _ manufactured _ [E] glory _ _ and inhuman _ _ [B] villainy. _
_ _ [A] I asked when is [E] war over, _ _ [A] but no one deemed [E] to answer me,
and [A] Margaret paid [E] that menace she [B] called high _ [E] Germany.
_ _ _ _ Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven _ when [A] _ Margaret _ [E] was alive.
_ _ _ [A] They served us [E] war, and _ _ _ _ _ soldiers' _ _ [B] _ _ songs were teased. _
[A] Their fathers' songs keep [E]
feeding _ the [A] _ way of the church,
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] that soldiers _ are [E] the living proof [B] of our _ _ _ [E] _
inhumanity.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ My father made it home, _ _ [C#m] but he came without [B] any _
[E] reason.
_ _ _ [A] To eyes of _ [E] Maltese, _ _ _ a senseless _ [B] fool of war, _ _ [A] he's just a [E] child.
My mother cried and [C] [A] weeped in full [E] _ regalia, _ _ [A] and paraded _ as [E] a hero home.
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven _ _ [A] when Margaret _ [E] was alive.
_ _ [A] They served us _ [E] war, and _ _ _ _ _ soldiers' _ [B] songs were _ _ teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs [E] _ _
campaigned _ [A] the way of not [E] _ exclaiming.
_ _ _ [A] That soldiers are [E] the living proof [B] of our _ _ _ [E] inhumanity. _
_ _ [A] There'll be no church [E] _ glory _ _ for [B]
Margaret _ [E] and me. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N]
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ My _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
father said _ farewell, _ _ [C#m] the band played [B] tunes of _ [E] glory, _ _ _ [A] a giant _ [E] man with _ a _ _ generous _ _ _
[B] dignity,
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
a [E] regimental _ sergeant, _ [A] the backbone of [E] the empire, _ [A] for God and [E] righteous glory bound [B] for high _ Germany.
[E] _ _ _ _
Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven _ _ _ [A] when Margaret _ [E] was alive.
_ _ _ They [A]
served us [E] war, _ _ _ _ and soldiers' _ songs [B] were teased.
_ [A] Their fathers' songs [E] keep feeding _ _ [A] the way of the church,
_ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] that soldiers _ are [E]
the living proof [B] of our _ _ inhumanity.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ My _ childhood _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] is a tale of [B] glory _ _
[E] _ stories, _ _ [A] of _ manufactured _ [E] glory _ _ and inhuman _ _ [B] villainy. _
_ _ [A] I asked when is [E] war over, _ _ [A] but no one deemed [E] to answer me,
and [A] Margaret paid [E] that menace she [B] called high _ [E] Germany.
_ _ _ _ Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven _ when [A] _ Margaret _ [E] was alive.
_ _ _ [A] They served us [E] war, and _ _ _ _ _ soldiers' _ _ [B] _ _ songs were teased. _
[A] Their fathers' songs keep [E]
feeding _ the [A] _ way of the church,
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] that soldiers _ are [E] the living proof [B] of our _ _ _ [E] _
inhumanity.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ My father made it home, _ _ [C#m] but he came without [B] any _
[E] reason.
_ _ _ [A] To eyes of _ [E] Maltese, _ _ _ a senseless _ [B] fool of war, _ _ [A] he's just a [E] child.
My mother cried and [C] [A] weeped in full [E] _ regalia, _ _ [A] and paraded _ as [E] a hero home.
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ Sweet Lord, I was [B] just seven _ _ [A] when Margaret _ [E] was alive.
_ _ [A] They served us _ [E] war, and _ _ _ _ _ soldiers' _ [B] songs were _ _ teased.
[A] Their fathers' songs [E] _ _
campaigned _ [A] the way of not [E] _ exclaiming.
_ _ _ [A] That soldiers are [E] the living proof [B] of our _ _ _ [E] inhumanity. _
_ _ [A] There'll be no church [E] _ glory _ _ for [B]
Margaret _ [E] and me. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N]