Chords for Alan Doherty and Daoiri Farrell - Creggan White Hare - Concert Elmstein,Germany 2013

[G] Myself and Alan recorded an album _ _ _ _ in 2009 I think it was.
_ And it's a song called The Craig in White Hair.
_ The Craig in White Hair was a little small, well a big hair, that's kind of like a rabbit, okay?
_ [D#] _ It had big ears.
_ [C#] _ _ And he was white [Gm] and he lived in a place called Craigin.
And that's why the song is called [G] Craig in White Hair.
_ _ [A#] What are you laughing [N] at?
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That's true.
Anyway, [F#m] _ _ [Gm] everybody came along looking to, with their [B] dogs and [G] their guns, to hunt this hair.
[E] But the hair was too [G] fast.
_ _ And then _ one day a man called Bernie McKenna, _ _ he brought six men and nine dogs, nine dogs to chase this hair. _
_ And the little hair was in the video. _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ [G] _ So anyway, the nine dogs chased the hair _ and she got away. _
_ [E] And then another man [C#] came along.
His name was Mick Kelly.
_ _ And [G] Mick Kelly had a little small black dog _ _ and he chased the hair _ for about an hour and a half, _ [G#] around in a big [G] circle, [C#] around in a big circle.
And then eventually _ [G] the hair travelled to a place called Esker, [Em] where the land was really [C#] flat.
_ And she got away.
_ _ So, yes, the hair got away.
[F#m] Thank God.
[B] _ So [C] it's a happy [D] ending.
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In the lowlands of Craigin there lives a white hair as swift as the [D] snow [Am] that flies [G] through the air.
You may travel the world over but not to compare [Cm] to the pride [G] of old Craigin, [C] that bunny white hair.
_ [G] One clear autumn morning, as you will [C] suppose, [G] over the red and [D] golden sun, [Em] over the green [G] mountain of rose.
Bernie [Em] come, we came down [G] here to declare.
_ _ [C] This day [G] I'll put an end to the bunny [C] white hair.
_ [G] So we searched through the [C] lowlands and down through the glens, [G] all amongst [D] the wild [C] ditches where the white [G] hair had ends.
Till at [Em]
last coming down over the heather [G] so fair, [C] from behind no [G] eye of this little old [C] youngster white hair.
[G] Bang, bang went his guns and his dogs he [C] slipped to, [G] as swift as the wind [Em] over the green [D] mountain flew.
[Em] But his dogs soon came back and this made [G] Bernie sigh.
[Cm] Bernie knew [G] that the white [C] hair had bid [G] him goodbye.
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And we're some [D] jolly [C] sportsmen down here from Pumbrae, [G] from Coatstown, [D] [C] Dungannon and [G] Highquines, Des Moines.
With our [Em] pedigree greyhounds we've travelled [G] from far.
[Cm] And we've come [G] down to Crane in our [C] fine motor car.
[G] Oh, into the [Em] lowlands these huntsmen did [C] go, [G] in search of the white hair [C] they look [D] high and [G] low.
Till at [Em] last Bernie caught way from the [G] tarp I'm so rare, [C] she outed out [G] to the huntsmen there like the [C] white hair.
[G] So they call up [D] their [C]
greyhounds from up the green lea, [Gm] and Bernie [D] and the [Em] huntsmen all jumped [D] high with glee.
It [Em] was there on the bog bank all [G] gathered _ around, [C] seven dogs [G] and nine men [C] with that poor hair surround.
_ _ _ [G] Oh, no wonder our white [C] hair did tremble [G] with fear, as she stood on her hind [Em] legs she would [G] raise her big ears.
As she [Em] stood on her hind legs with [G] one gallant spring, she jumped over the greyhounds and [C] broke through the ring.
[G] Well, that chase had went on, [C] it [G] wasn't usable to you, I stripped [D] down the window [G] where the green mountain blew.
_ But those pedigree greyhounds they didn't run too far, [C] they came back [G] in at home [C] in their fine motor car.
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_ _ _ [G] Then there came another man and you all know [C] him well, [G] his name was McKinney with the funny black belt.
Oh, in search of this white hair today I'll have fun, _ I'll bet fifty to one my black belt will [C] hurt her.
_ [G] Five turns the [D] hair got [C] then from Bernie Blackbelt, [G] and the sixth one [D] was getting around the arm high as [G] well.
It was there we lost sight of the hair and the dog, [C] and then [G] ten minutes later [C] they came for the black dog.
[G] Oh, well, as the chase [D] had went [C] on, it was great for to [G] see the white [D] hair and black dog [C] both her own [G] minds and be free.
[Em] Till she travelled to Asgard where [G] she knew the landings well, and to Buddy Black and Bella there to [C] bid farewell. _ _
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[G] _ now to conclude and to finish this rhyme, I hope you forgive [C] me for singing all [D] this while.
_ _ [G] _ _ If [Em] there's any of us cheering [G] carry for fair, [C] please drink up [G] a hell to that funny [C] white _ hair.
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