Chords for Andy Irvine & Paul Brady - Arthur Macbride (1976)

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_ Old me and my cousin won our thermite bride [C] As we [G] went a-walkin' [C] down by the [G] seaside
Now mark what followed and what did be tied For it bein' on [D] Christmas morning
[G] Hard for recreation we went on a tramp And [C] we met [G] Sergeant Nopper [C] and Corporal [G] Vamp
And a little wee drummer intendin' to count For the day bein' [D] pleasant and [G] charm
Good _ _ _ _ [Am] mornin', good [G] mornin', the sergeant did cry And the same to you gentlemen we [C] did [G] reply
Intendin' [D] no [G] harm but to men to pass by For it bein' on Christmas [D]
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What [G] says he, my fine fellows, if ye will enlist [C] It's ten [G] guineas in gold that will slip in your fist
And a crown and a bargain for to kick up the dust And drink the king's health [D] in the [G] mornin'
_ For a [D] soldier he [G] leads a very fine life And he always is blessed with a charming young wife
And he pays [D] all his [G] debts without sorrow or strife And always lives pleasant [D] and charming
[G] And a soldier he always is decent and clean [C] In the [G] finest of [C] clothing he's constantly seen
[G] While other poor fellows go dirty and mean And sup on a thin grill in [D] the [G] mornin' _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ What says Arthur, I wouldn't be proud of your clothes For [C] you've only [G] the length of them as I suppose
And you [Am] dare not [G] change them one night For you know [C] if you [G] do you'll be flogged in the [D] mornin'
[G] And although that we are single and free [C] We take [G] great delight in [C] our own company
[G] And we have no desire, strange faces to see Although the cure offers are [D] [G] charming
[D] And [G] we have no desire to take your advance [C] All [G] hazards and dangers we barter on chance
For you would have no scruples for to send us to France Where we would get shot [D] without [G] warning
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[G] Oh no, says the sergeant, I'll have no such chat And I neither will take [C] it from spouting or brat
[G] For if you insult me with one other word I'll cut off your heads in [D] the mornin'
[G] And then Arthur and I, we soon drew our hearts And [C] we scarce [G] gave them time for [C] to draw their own blades
[G] When a trusty chilele came over their heads And bade them take a lattice [D] for a [G] mornin'
[D] [Bm] And their [D] old rusty [G] rafers that hung by their side [C] We flung [G] them as far [C] as we could in the tide
[G] Now take them out of those, cried Arthur my bride And tempered their edge [D] in the mornin'
[G] And a little wee [D] drummer [G] we flattened his pal And we made a football of [C] this rowdy dowdow
[G] Drew [D] it in the tide [G] for to rock and to roll And bade it a [D] tedious [G] returning
[D] And [Bm] we haven't [D] no money, [G] paid them off in cracks And [C] we paid [G] no respect to [C] the two bloody bags
[G] While we lauded [D] them there [G] like a pair of wet sacks And left them for dead in [D] the mornin'
[G] And so to [Dm] conclude [G] and to finish disputes We obligingly asked if [C] they wanted to recruise
[G] While we [Am] were the [G] lot who would give them hard clubs And bid them look sharp in [D] the [G] mornin' _ _
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_ _ _ _ Oh me and my cousin, warned Arthur my [Em] bride [C] As we [G] went a-walkin' [C] down by the [G] seaside
I mark what followed and what could be tied For it be an auld [D] Christmas _ [G] mornin' _
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