"The Irish Volunteer" - Irish-American Civil War Song Chords
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112.85 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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My name is Tim MacDonald, I'm a native of the isle,
Was born among old Erin's bogs when I was but a child.
My father fought in 98 for liberty so dear,
He fell upon old Vinegar Hill like an Irish volunteer.
Then raise the [D] harp of Erin, boys, the flag we all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers.
Then raise the harp of Erin, [G] boys, the flag we [D] all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers.
When I was [G] driven from my [D] home by an oppressor's [A] hand,
I cut my [G] sticks and [D] greased me brogues and came hoar to this land.
I found a [G] home and many [D] friends and some that I loved [A] dear,
They jabbered a stick to them like bricks in an Irish volunteer.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers.
Now when the [G] traitors in the [D] south commenced a war-like raid,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil with my spade,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil [G] with my spade,
[A] And [D] joined the good old 69th like an Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer.
[B] [D]
Now when the Prince of [G] Wales came over [D] here and made a hubba-boo,
Oh, everybody turned up, you know, in gold and tinsel too,
But then the [G] good old [A] 69th didn't like these lords or peers,
[D] They wouldn't give a damn for kings, the Irish volunteers.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
[G] [D]
Now if the [G] traitors in the [D] south should ever cross our roads,
We'll drive them to the devil and St.
Patrick did the toads,
We'll give them [G] all short nooses that [D] come just below the ears,
Made strong and good of Irish hemp by Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us [G] on to [D] victory, the Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us on to victory, the Irish volunteers.
Now fill your glasses up, me boys, a toast come drink with me,
May Arran's harp and the starry flag united ever be,
May traitors [G] quake and rebels [D] shake and tremble in their fears,
When next they meet the Yankee boys and Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers.
Was born among old Erin's bogs when I was but a child.
My father fought in 98 for liberty so dear,
He fell upon old Vinegar Hill like an Irish volunteer.
Then raise the [D] harp of Erin, boys, the flag we all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers.
Then raise the harp of Erin, [G] boys, the flag we [D] all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers.
When I was [G] driven from my [D] home by an oppressor's [A] hand,
I cut my [G] sticks and [D] greased me brogues and came hoar to this land.
I found a [G] home and many [D] friends and some that I loved [A] dear,
They jabbered a stick to them like bricks in an Irish volunteer.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers.
Now when the [G] traitors in the [D] south commenced a war-like raid,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil with my spade,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil [G] with my spade,
[A] And [D] joined the good old 69th like an Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer.
[B] [D]
Now when the Prince of [G] Wales came over [D] here and made a hubba-boo,
Oh, everybody turned up, you know, in gold and tinsel too,
But then the [G] good old [A] 69th didn't like these lords or peers,
[D] They wouldn't give a damn for kings, the Irish volunteers.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
[G] [D]
Now if the [G] traitors in the [D] south should ever cross our roads,
We'll drive them to the devil and St.
Patrick did the toads,
We'll give them [G] all short nooses that [D] come just below the ears,
Made strong and good of Irish hemp by Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us [G] on to [D] victory, the Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us on to victory, the Irish volunteers.
Now fill your glasses up, me boys, a toast come drink with me,
May Arran's harp and the starry flag united ever be,
May traitors [G] quake and rebels [D] shake and tremble in their fears,
When next they meet the Yankee boys and Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers.
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_ _ _ My name is Tim MacDonald, I'm a native of the isle,
Was born among old Erin's bogs when I was but a child.
My father fought in 98 for liberty so dear,
He fell upon old Vinegar Hill like an Irish volunteer.
Then raise the [D] harp of Erin, boys, the flag we all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers.
Then raise the harp of Erin, [G] boys, the flag we [D] all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ When I was [G] driven from my [D] home by an oppressor's [A] hand,
I cut my [G] sticks and [D] greased me brogues and came hoar to this land.
I found a [G] home and many [D] friends and some that I loved [A] dear,
They jabbered a stick to them like bricks in an Irish volunteer.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now when the [G] traitors in the [D] south commenced a war-like raid,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil with my spade,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil [G] with my spade,
[A] And _ _ _ [D] joined the good old 69th like an Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Now when the Prince of [G] Wales came over [D] here and made a hubba-boo,
Oh, everybody turned up, you know, in gold and tinsel too,
But then the [G] good old [A] 69th didn't like these lords or peers,
[D] They wouldn't give a damn for kings, the Irish volunteers.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
_ _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ Now if the [G] traitors in the [D] south should ever cross our roads,
We'll drive them to the devil and St.
Patrick did the toads,
We'll give them [G] all short nooses that [D] come just below the ears,
Made strong and good of Irish hemp by Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us [G] on to [D] victory, the Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us on to victory, the Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now fill your glasses up, me boys, a toast come drink with me,
May Arran's harp and the starry flag united ever be,
May traitors [G] quake and rebels [D] shake and tremble in their fears,
When next they meet the Yankee boys and Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ My name is Tim MacDonald, I'm a native of the isle,
Was born among old Erin's bogs when I was but a child.
My father fought in 98 for liberty so dear,
He fell upon old Vinegar Hill like an Irish volunteer.
Then raise the [D] harp of Erin, boys, the flag we all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers.
Then raise the harp of Erin, [G] boys, the flag we [D] all revere,
We'll fight and fall beneath its folds like Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ When I was [G] driven from my [D] home by an oppressor's [A] hand,
I cut my [G] sticks and [D] greased me brogues and came hoar to this land.
I found a [G] home and many [D] friends and some that I loved [A] dear,
They jabbered a stick to them like bricks in an Irish volunteer.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers.
Then fill your glasses up, me [G] boys, and drink a [D] hearty cheer,
To the land of [G] our [D] adoption and the Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now when the [G] traitors in the [D] south commenced a war-like raid,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil with my spade,
I quickly then led down my harp to the devil [G] with my spade,
[A] And _ _ _ [D] joined the good old 69th like an Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer.
Then fill our ranks and march [G] away, no traitors [D] do we fear,
We'll drive them all to blazes says the Irish volunteer. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Now when the Prince of [G] Wales came over [D] here and made a hubba-boo,
Oh, everybody turned up, you know, in gold and tinsel too,
But then the [G] good old [A] 69th didn't like these lords or peers,
[D] They wouldn't give a damn for kings, the Irish volunteers.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
We love the land of liberty, [G] its laws we [D] will revere,
But the devil take a nobility, says the Irish volunteer.
_ _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ Now if the [G] traitors in the [D] south should ever cross our roads,
We'll drive them to the devil and St.
Patrick did the toads,
We'll give them [G] all short nooses that [D] come just below the ears,
Made strong and good of Irish hemp by Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us [G] on to [D] victory, the Irish volunteers.
Then here's to brave Maclellan, [G] whom the army [D] now reveres,
He'll lead us on to victory, the Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Now fill your glasses up, me boys, a toast come drink with me,
May Arran's harp and the starry flag united ever be,
May traitors [G] quake and rebels [D] shake and tremble in their fears,
When next they meet the Yankee boys and Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers.
God bless the name of Washington, [G] that name this [D] land reveres,
Success to Mar and Lugent and their Irish volunteers. _ _ _ _ _
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