Chords for 'Home Boys Home' 01 Mountain Tay
Tempo:
70.55 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[A] [G] [D] Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
Keep your [G] eyes well peeled [D] today, The big tall men are on their way, Searching for the tail, The hills up above.
The pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run [Gm] like the devil from the [D] excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
The mountain breezes as they blow, Hear their echo in the ten below, The comfy men are on their go, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
A bottle for the butcher, a quart for Tom, A bottle for poor old Father John, [G] His prayers and [D] hymns along, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
And [G] your brown [D] boys, it's too late, The excise men are at the gate, Glory be to God, what they're thinking is naive, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
[G] [D]
[G] Swing to the left and [D] swing to the right, The excise men will dance all night, Drinking up the table of Roger Knight, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
[A] [G] [D] Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
Keep your [G] eyes well peeled [D] today, The big tall men are on their way, Searching for the tail, The hills up above.
The pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run [Gm] like the devil from the [D] excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
The mountain breezes as they blow, Hear their echo in the ten below, The comfy men are on their go, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
A bottle for the butcher, a quart for Tom, A bottle for poor old Father John, [G] His prayers and [D] hymns along, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
And [G] your brown [D] boys, it's too late, The excise men are at the gate, Glory be to God, what they're thinking is naive, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
[G] [D]
[G] Swing to the left and [D] swing to the right, The excise men will dance all night, Drinking up the table of Roger Knight, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
Key:
D
G
A
Gm
D
G
A
Gm
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
Keep your [G] eyes well peeled [D] today, The big tall men are on their way, Searching for the tail, The hills up above.
The pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run [Gm] like the devil from the [D] excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
The mountain breezes as they blow, Hear their echo in the ten below, The comfy men are on their go, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
A bottle for the butcher, a quart for Tom, A bottle for poor old Father John, [G] His prayers and [D] hymns along, In the hills up.
_ Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
And [G] your brown [D] boys, it's too late, The excise men are at the gate, Glory be to God, what they're thinking is naive, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney. _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Swing to the left and [D] swing to the right, The excise men will dance all night, Drinking up the table of Roger Knight, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney. _
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[A] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
Keep your [G] eyes well peeled [D] today, The big tall men are on their way, Searching for the tail, The hills up above.
The pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run [Gm] like the devil from the [D] excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
The mountain breezes as they blow, Hear their echo in the ten below, The comfy men are on their go, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
A bottle for the butcher, a quart for Tom, A bottle for poor old Father John, [G] His prayers and [D] hymns along, In the hills up.
_ Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, Run like the devil from the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney.
And [G] your brown [D] boys, it's too late, The excise men are at the gate, Glory be to God, what they're thinking is naive, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney. _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Swing to the left and [D] swing to the right, The excise men will dance all night, Drinking up the table of Roger Knight, In the hills up.
Gather up the pots and the outing can, The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran, [G] Run like the devil from [D] the excise man, Keep the smoke from rising barney. _
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