Chords for Christy Moore - McIlhatton
Tempo:
123.4 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
C#
E
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B] [C#]
[B] [C#]
[B] And in revels to lend [C#] their lives a man [B] whom some would [C#] call a god
[B] Or he could cure your [C#] shakes in a bottle of [B] the stuff it cost [F#] you thirty bob
[C#] Come winter summer [B] frost all over a jiggin spring [C#] in the breeze
In [F#] the dead of [B] night a man steps [F#] by [B] McElhattin [C#] if you please
[F#] McElhattin you've [E] lurked we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
Where are your sacks [B] of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
[F#] There's a jig to the [B] man and a reel to the drop [F#] and a string to the [B] girly loves
Will [F#] your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki [B] or your company [C#] up above?
[B]
[C#]
[B] There's a whisper [C#] smoke to the silk of the den [B] and the pochinkis of [C#] the air
[B] The porrid and the burrows [C#] and the rabbits in the [B] sky and the zonkers [F#] everywhere
As [C#]
scurry as a [B] rock the fox is out and the god is chasing [C#] the hound
[F#] And the only [B] thing in this and shape [F#] is [B] buried beneath [C#] the ground
[F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million shaken [F#] men
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
[F#] There's a jig to the man [B] and a reel to the [F#] drop and a string to the [B] girly loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki or your [B] company [C#] up above?
[B]
[C#] [B] In McElhattin's house [C#] the fairies are [B] out and they're [C#] sitting on the hubs
The [B] gods [C#] collapsed and the doggers run [B] away and the salmon down [F#] the box
He [C#m] [B] has a million gallons of wash and the peelers are [C#] on the glen
But [F#] he'll never [B] catch that hackler [F#] cause he's not coming home [C#] again
[F#] McElhattin you've lurked we [E] need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
[F#] There's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a string to the [B] girly loves
[F#] Will your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki or [B] your company [C#] up above?
[B] [F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be seen [E] again?
[F#] There's a jig to [B] the man and a reel to the drop and [F#] a string to the [B] girly loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki [B] or your company up [C#] above?
[B] [C#]
[B] And in revels to lend [C#] their lives a man [B] whom some would [C#] call a god
[B] Or he could cure your [C#] shakes in a bottle of [B] the stuff it cost [F#] you thirty bob
[C#] Come winter summer [B] frost all over a jiggin spring [C#] in the breeze
In [F#] the dead of [B] night a man steps [F#] by [B] McElhattin [C#] if you please
[F#] McElhattin you've [E] lurked we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
Where are your sacks [B] of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
[F#] There's a jig to the [B] man and a reel to the drop [F#] and a string to the [B] girly loves
Will [F#] your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki [B] or your company [C#] up above?
[B]
[C#]
[B] There's a whisper [C#] smoke to the silk of the den [B] and the pochinkis of [C#] the air
[B] The porrid and the burrows [C#] and the rabbits in the [B] sky and the zonkers [F#] everywhere
As [C#]
scurry as a [B] rock the fox is out and the god is chasing [C#] the hound
[F#] And the only [B] thing in this and shape [F#] is [B] buried beneath [C#] the ground
[F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million shaken [F#] men
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
[F#] There's a jig to the man [B] and a reel to the [F#] drop and a string to the [B] girly loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki or your [B] company [C#] up above?
[B]
[C#] [B] In McElhattin's house [C#] the fairies are [B] out and they're [C#] sitting on the hubs
The [B] gods [C#] collapsed and the doggers run [B] away and the salmon down [F#] the box
He [C#m] [B] has a million gallons of wash and the peelers are [C#] on the glen
But [F#] he'll never [B] catch that hackler [F#] cause he's not coming home [C#] again
[F#] McElhattin you've lurked we [E] need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
[F#] There's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a string to the [B] girly loves
[F#] Will your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki or [B] your company [C#] up above?
[B] [F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be seen [E] again?
[F#] There's a jig to [B] the man and a reel to the drop and [F#] a string to the [B] girly loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki [B] or your company up [C#] above?
Key:
B
F#
C#
E
C#m
B
F#
C#
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [B] And in revels to lend [C#] their lives a man [B] whom some would [C#] call a god
_ _ [B] Or he could cure your [C#] shakes in a bottle of [B] the stuff it cost [F#] you thirty bob _
_ [C#] Come winter summer [B] frost all over a jiggin spring [C#] in the breeze
_ In [F#] the dead of [B] night a man steps [F#] by [B] McElhattin [C#] if you _ _ please
[F#] McElhattin you've [E] lurked we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
_ _ Where are your sacks [B] of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again? _ _
[F#] There's a jig to the [B] man and a reel to the drop [F#] and a string to the [B] girly loves
Will [F#] your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki [B] or your company [C#] up above?
_ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[B] There's a whisper [C#] smoke to the silk of the den [B] and the pochinkis of [C#] the air
_ _ [B] The porrid and the burrows [C#] and the rabbits in the [B] sky and the zonkers [F#] everywhere
_ As _ [C#]
scurry as a [B] rock the fox is out and the god is chasing [C#] the hound _
_ [F#] And the only [B] thing in this and shape [F#] is [B] buried beneath [C#] the ground
_ [F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million shaken [F#] men _
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
_ _ [F#] There's a jig to the man [B] and a reel to the [F#] drop and a string to the [B] girly _ loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki or your [B] company [C#] up above?
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [B] In McElhattin's house [C#] the fairies are [B] out and they're [C#] sitting on the hubs
_ The [B] gods [C#] collapsed and the doggers run [B] away and the salmon down [F#] the box
He [C#m] _ [B] has a million gallons of wash and the peelers are [C#] on the glen
_ But [F#] he'll never [B] catch that hackler [F#] cause he's not coming home [C#] again
_ _ [F#] McElhattin you've lurked we [E] need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
_ _ Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again? _ _
[F#] There's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a string to the [B] girly _ loves
[F#] Will your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki or [B] your company [C#] up _ above? _
[B] _ _ _ _ [F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men _ _
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be seen [E] again?
_ _ [F#] There's a jig to [B] the man and a reel to the drop and [F#] a string to the [B] girly _ loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki [B] or your company up [C#] above? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [B] And in revels to lend [C#] their lives a man [B] whom some would [C#] call a god
_ _ [B] Or he could cure your [C#] shakes in a bottle of [B] the stuff it cost [F#] you thirty bob _
_ [C#] Come winter summer [B] frost all over a jiggin spring [C#] in the breeze
_ In [F#] the dead of [B] night a man steps [F#] by [B] McElhattin [C#] if you _ _ please
[F#] McElhattin you've [E] lurked we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
_ _ Where are your sacks [B] of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again? _ _
[F#] There's a jig to the [B] man and a reel to the drop [F#] and a string to the [B] girly loves
Will [F#] your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki [B] or your company [C#] up above?
_ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[B] There's a whisper [C#] smoke to the silk of the den [B] and the pochinkis of [C#] the air
_ _ [B] The porrid and the burrows [C#] and the rabbits in the [B] sky and the zonkers [F#] everywhere
_ As _ [C#]
scurry as a [B] rock the fox is out and the god is chasing [C#] the hound _
_ [F#] And the only [B] thing in this and shape [F#] is [B] buried beneath [C#] the ground
_ [F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million shaken [F#] men _
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again?
_ _ [F#] There's a jig to the man [B] and a reel to the [F#] drop and a string to the [B] girly _ loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki or your [B] company [C#] up above?
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [B] In McElhattin's house [C#] the fairies are [B] out and they're [C#] sitting on the hubs
_ The [B] gods [C#] collapsed and the doggers run [B] away and the salmon down [F#] the box
He [C#m] _ [B] has a million gallons of wash and the peelers are [C#] on the glen
_ But [F#] he'll never [B] catch that hackler [F#] cause he's not coming home [C#] again
_ _ [F#] McElhattin you've lurked we [E] need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men
_ _ Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be [E] seen again? _ _
[F#] There's a jig to the man and a reel to the drop and a string to the [B] girly _ loves
[F#] Will your fiddle play [C#] and pochinki or [B] your company [C#] up _ above? _
[B] _ _ _ _ [F#] McElhattin you've lurked [E] we need you, [B] dry a million [F#] shaken men _ _
Where are your [B] sacks of barley?
[F#] Will your likes be seen [E] again?
_ _ [F#] There's a jig to [B] the man and a reel to the drop and [F#] a string to the [B] girly _ loves
[F#] Will your fiddle [C#] play and pochinki [B] or your company up [C#] above? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _