Chords for Compañeros -Christy Moore - glasgow 12.11.12
Tempo:
96.25 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
D
Bm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[N] You might not recognize him, that was his stage name.
His real name was Jimmy Miller.
Now you know who I'm talking about.
One year old, Jimmy Miller.
[A]
Father of Dearski McCall.
He'd tell the [E] check of our old [D] lady machine,
An anchor [A] in the hardwood,
A wedding [E]-farred evening [D]-tide,
To rise and [A] bring high water.
[E] Bound for Cuba she must go,
Across the Gulf of Mexico,
[B] And the Caribbean [E]
Ocean.
[Bm] Carrying an human [E] cargo,
Eighty-three good [A] companeros,
[D] Each one burnin' through the damnation.
[E] [A] Against Batista, the penalist,
Courage was [E] their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] With Che Guevara.
[E] Five days out from Mexico,
[D] These [A] companeros,
Landed [E] on the Cuban [D] beach,
[A] Las Colorado.
[E] Fidel said, this year we'll see,
Our country and our people free,
Or else we will be murder.
[Bm] We've only guns enough for two [E]-hundred,
And the enemy, his arms [A] are plenty.
[D] Fidel, Fidel, Fidel.
To keep his [E] wealth supply,
[A] Against Batista, the penalist,
[D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara.
[F#m] [A] Five months [E] later, in the [Dm] canyon [A] del Rio,
Fidel's [E] army was reduced,
[D] To [A] eighty companeros.
[E]
Hungry, weak, and unafraid,
Learnin' revolution's trade,
In the high Sierra Maestra.
[F#m] [Bm] Where the mountain winds did [E] blow,
Bearing seeds to sprout [A] and sow,
[D] New crops and cute and soil,
To match the debt of [E] slavery.
[A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
[D] Courage [E] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara.
They made their way,
[E] Across the [A] peak of El Truquino,
Joined by [E] bands of [D] volunteers,
And the men from [A] Santiago.
[E] They faced [Bm] Batista's tanks and trains,
[B] Threw them back down to the plains,
From the high [E] Sierra Maestra.
[B] They drove the [Bm] gangsters from Las [E] Villas,
Straight across the [A] cordon d'Aires,
[D] Sent to Clara, and to Che Guevara,
[E] And his free,
[A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
[D] Courage [B] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara.
They're far enough, that [C#m] Cuban [D] beach,
By Fidel [A] Castro.
Still shines [E] all the way,
[D] To [A] Telcadela's way home.
[E] Spouts are blown upon the breeze,
People rise from off their knees,
But they say the night is [Bm] burning.
It glazes up in Venice,
As well [E] as Bolivia.
And [D] Guatemala, and Gaits,
The road that we must walk,
In order [E] to be free.
[A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
[D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [B] Fidel's side,
Che [D] Guevara.
[E] [D] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [D] Courage [E] was their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] Che Guevara.
[N]
[N] You might not recognize him, that was his stage name.
His real name was Jimmy Miller.
Now you know who I'm talking about.
One year old, Jimmy Miller.
[A]
Father of Dearski McCall.
He'd tell the [E] check of our old [D] lady machine,
An anchor [A] in the hardwood,
A wedding [E]-farred evening [D]-tide,
To rise and [A] bring high water.
[E] Bound for Cuba she must go,
Across the Gulf of Mexico,
[B] And the Caribbean [E]
Ocean.
[Bm] Carrying an human [E] cargo,
Eighty-three good [A] companeros,
[D] Each one burnin' through the damnation.
[E] [A] Against Batista, the penalist,
Courage was [E] their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] With Che Guevara.
[E] Five days out from Mexico,
[D] These [A] companeros,
Landed [E] on the Cuban [D] beach,
[A] Las Colorado.
[E] Fidel said, this year we'll see,
Our country and our people free,
Or else we will be murder.
[Bm] We've only guns enough for two [E]-hundred,
And the enemy, his arms [A] are plenty.
[D] Fidel, Fidel, Fidel.
To keep his [E] wealth supply,
[A] Against Batista, the penalist,
[D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara.
[F#m] [A] Five months [E] later, in the [Dm] canyon [A] del Rio,
Fidel's [E] army was reduced,
[D] To [A] eighty companeros.
[E]
Hungry, weak, and unafraid,
Learnin' revolution's trade,
In the high Sierra Maestra.
[F#m] [Bm] Where the mountain winds did [E] blow,
Bearing seeds to sprout [A] and sow,
[D] New crops and cute and soil,
To match the debt of [E] slavery.
[A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
[D] Courage [E] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara.
They made their way,
[E] Across the [A] peak of El Truquino,
Joined by [E] bands of [D] volunteers,
And the men from [A] Santiago.
[E] They faced [Bm] Batista's tanks and trains,
[B] Threw them back down to the plains,
From the high [E] Sierra Maestra.
[B] They drove the [Bm] gangsters from Las [E] Villas,
Straight across the [A] cordon d'Aires,
[D] Sent to Clara, and to Che Guevara,
[E] And his free,
[A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
[D] Courage [B] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara.
They're far enough, that [C#m] Cuban [D] beach,
By Fidel [A] Castro.
Still shines [E] all the way,
[D] To [A] Telcadela's way home.
[E] Spouts are blown upon the breeze,
People rise from off their knees,
But they say the night is [Bm] burning.
It glazes up in Venice,
As well [E] as Bolivia.
And [D] Guatemala, and Gaits,
The road that we must walk,
In order [E] to be free.
[A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
[D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [B] Fidel's side,
Che [D] Guevara.
[E] [D] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [D] Courage [E] was their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] Che Guevara.
[N]
Key:
E
A
D
Bm
B
E
A
D
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] You might not recognize him, that was his stage name.
His real name was Jimmy Miller.
Now you know who I'm talking about.
One year old, Jimmy Miller.
_ _ [A] _
_ _ _ Father of Dearski McCall. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
He'd tell the [E] check of our old [D] lady machine,
An anchor [A] in the hardwood,
_ A wedding [E]-farred evening [D]-tide,
To rise and [A] bring high water.
_ _ [E] Bound for Cuba she must go,
Across the Gulf of Mexico,
[B] And the Caribbean [E]
Ocean.
_ _ [Bm] _ Carrying an human [E] cargo,
Eighty-three good [A] companeros,
[D] Each one burnin' through the damnation.
[E] _ _ _ [A] Against Batista, the penalist,
_ _ _ Courage was [E] their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] With Che Guevara. _
_ _ _ _ [E] Five days out from Mexico,
[D] These [A] companeros,
_ _ Landed [E] on the Cuban [D] beach,
[A] Las Colorado.
_ _ [E] Fidel said, this year we'll see,
Our country and our people free,
Or else we will be murder.
_ [Bm] We've only guns enough for two [E]-hundred,
And the enemy, his arms [A] are plenty.
[D] Fidel, Fidel, Fidel.
To keep his [E] wealth supply,
_ [A] Against Batista, the penalist,
_ _ [D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara. _
_ [F#m] _ [A] _ _ Five months [E] later, in the [Dm] canyon [A] del Rio,
_ _ Fidel's [E] army was reduced,
[D] To [A] eighty companeros.
_ _ _ [E]
Hungry, weak, and unafraid,
Learnin' revolution's trade,
In the high Sierra Maestra.
_ _ [F#m] [Bm] Where the mountain winds did [E] blow,
Bearing seeds to sprout [A] and sow,
[D] New crops and cute and soil,
To match the debt of [E] slavery.
_ _ _ [A] Companeros, to the _ Velarón.
[D] Courage [E] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara. _
_ _ _ _ They made their way,
[E] Across the [A] peak of El Truquino,
_ _ Joined by [E] bands of [D] volunteers,
And the men from [A] Santiago.
_ _ [E] They faced [Bm] Batista's tanks and trains,
[B] Threw them back down to the plains,
From the high [E] Sierra Maestra.
_ [B] They drove the [Bm] gangsters from Las [E] Villas,
Straight across the [A] cordon d'Aires,
[D] Sent to Clara, and to Che Guevara,
[E] And his free,
_ _ [A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
_ [D] Courage [B] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara. _
_ _ _ _ They're far enough, that [C#m] Cuban [D] beach,
By Fidel [A] Castro.
_ Still shines [E] all the way,
[D] To [A] Telcadela's way home.
_ [E] Spouts are blown upon the breeze,
People rise from off their knees,
But they say the night is [Bm] burning.
_ It glazes up in Venice,
As well [E] as Bolivia.
And [D] Guatemala, and Gaits,
The road that we must walk,
In order [E] to be free.
_ [A] _ Companeros, to the Velarón.
_ [D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [B] Fidel's side,
Che [D] Guevara. _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ [D] Courage [E] was their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] Che Guevara. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
[N] You might not recognize him, that was his stage name.
His real name was Jimmy Miller.
Now you know who I'm talking about.
One year old, Jimmy Miller.
_ _ [A] _
_ _ _ Father of Dearski McCall. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
He'd tell the [E] check of our old [D] lady machine,
An anchor [A] in the hardwood,
_ A wedding [E]-farred evening [D]-tide,
To rise and [A] bring high water.
_ _ [E] Bound for Cuba she must go,
Across the Gulf of Mexico,
[B] And the Caribbean [E]
Ocean.
_ _ [Bm] _ Carrying an human [E] cargo,
Eighty-three good [A] companeros,
[D] Each one burnin' through the damnation.
[E] _ _ _ [A] Against Batista, the penalist,
_ _ _ Courage was [E] their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] With Che Guevara. _
_ _ _ _ [E] Five days out from Mexico,
[D] These [A] companeros,
_ _ Landed [E] on the Cuban [D] beach,
[A] Las Colorado.
_ _ [E] Fidel said, this year we'll see,
Our country and our people free,
Or else we will be murder.
_ [Bm] We've only guns enough for two [E]-hundred,
And the enemy, his arms [A] are plenty.
[D] Fidel, Fidel, Fidel.
To keep his [E] wealth supply,
_ [A] Against Batista, the penalist,
_ _ [D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara. _
_ [F#m] _ [A] _ _ Five months [E] later, in the [Dm] canyon [A] del Rio,
_ _ Fidel's [E] army was reduced,
[D] To [A] eighty companeros.
_ _ _ [E]
Hungry, weak, and unafraid,
Learnin' revolution's trade,
In the high Sierra Maestra.
_ _ [F#m] [Bm] Where the mountain winds did [E] blow,
Bearing seeds to sprout [A] and sow,
[D] New crops and cute and soil,
To match the debt of [E] slavery.
_ _ _ [A] Companeros, to the _ Velarón.
[D] Courage [E] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara. _
_ _ _ _ They made their way,
[E] Across the [A] peak of El Truquino,
_ _ Joined by [E] bands of [D] volunteers,
And the men from [A] Santiago.
_ _ [E] They faced [Bm] Batista's tanks and trains,
[B] Threw them back down to the plains,
From the high [E] Sierra Maestra.
_ [B] They drove the [Bm] gangsters from Las [E] Villas,
Straight across the [A] cordon d'Aires,
[D] Sent to Clara, and to Che Guevara,
[E] And his free,
_ _ [A] Companeros, to the Velarón.
_ [D] Courage [B] was their armor,
As [D] they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
With [A] Che Guevara. _
_ _ _ _ They're far enough, that [C#m] Cuban [D] beach,
By Fidel [A] Castro.
_ Still shines [E] all the way,
[D] To [A] Telcadela's way home.
_ [E] Spouts are blown upon the breeze,
People rise from off their knees,
But they say the night is [Bm] burning.
_ It glazes up in Venice,
As well [E] as Bolivia.
And [D] Guatemala, and Gaits,
The road that we must walk,
In order [E] to be free.
_ [A] _ Companeros, to the Velarón.
_ [D] Courage was [E] their armor,
As [D] they fought at [B] Fidel's side,
Che [D] Guevara. _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ [D] Courage [E] was their armor,
[D] As they fought at [E] Fidel's side,
[A] Che Guevara. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _