Chords for Delaney's Donkey ----- Sean Dunphy + Lyrics Underneath
Tempo:
84.25 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Em
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] Now [G] the Laney had a donkey that everyone admired, temporarily lazy and permanently tired.
A leg at every corner, balancing his head, and a tail to let you know which end he wanted to be fed.
[Em] Riley, Slyly said, we've underrated it, why not train it?
Then they took a rag, [G] they rubbed it, scrubbed it, they oiled and embricated [C] it.
Got it to the post and when they started, dropped his leg.
[G] There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it, shushing it, Hogan, Logan and everyone in town.
Lying up, attacking it, shoving it, smacking it, they might [A] as well have tried to push the town hall down.
[G] The donkey was eyeing them, openly defying them, winking, blinking and twisting out of place.
Riley [C] reversing it, everybody cursing it, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The muscles of the mighty, never known to flinch, they couldn't budge the donkey a quarter of an inch.
The Laney lay exhausted, hanging round his throat, with a grip just like a Scotsman on a [Em] five pound note.
Starter, Carter, he lined up with the rest of them, when it saw them, it was swilling [G] down.
It raced up, raced up, ready for the best of them.
It [E] started off to cheer it, but it [G] changed its mind again.
And there was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and Mary Ann McGrath.
She started poking it and grapping it and choking it, they kicked her in the [E] bustle and it laughed.
Yee [G]-haw!
The Whigs and Conservatives, the Radicals, the Perlatives, Liberals and Tories, they hurried to the place.
Stood there in [C] unity, helping the community, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The crowd began to cheer it and rafferty the judge, he came to assist them but still it wouldn't budge.
The jockey he was riding it, little John McGee, was so thoroughly disgusted that he went and had his [Em] tea.
Hagan, Fagan were students of psychology, swore they'd shift him with some [G] dynamite.
They bought it, brought it and without apology, the [D] donkey gave a sneeze and blew the whole lot out of [G] sight.
There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and all the bally crew.
Police and auxiliary, the garrison artillery, the [A] second and the skillens and the lifeguards.
[G] They seized it and hurried it, they picked it up and carried it, cheered it, steered it to the winning [D] place.
Then [G] the bookies threw aside, they [C] all committed suicide.
[G] Well the day the [C] Laney's donkey won [D] the half mile [G] race.
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A leg at every corner, balancing his head, and a tail to let you know which end he wanted to be fed.
[Em] Riley, Slyly said, we've underrated it, why not train it?
Then they took a rag, [G] they rubbed it, scrubbed it, they oiled and embricated [C] it.
Got it to the post and when they started, dropped his leg.
[G] There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it, shushing it, Hogan, Logan and everyone in town.
Lying up, attacking it, shoving it, smacking it, they might [A] as well have tried to push the town hall down.
[G] The donkey was eyeing them, openly defying them, winking, blinking and twisting out of place.
Riley [C] reversing it, everybody cursing it, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The muscles of the mighty, never known to flinch, they couldn't budge the donkey a quarter of an inch.
The Laney lay exhausted, hanging round his throat, with a grip just like a Scotsman on a [Em] five pound note.
Starter, Carter, he lined up with the rest of them, when it saw them, it was swilling [G] down.
It raced up, raced up, ready for the best of them.
It [E] started off to cheer it, but it [G] changed its mind again.
And there was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and Mary Ann McGrath.
She started poking it and grapping it and choking it, they kicked her in the [E] bustle and it laughed.
Yee [G]-haw!
The Whigs and Conservatives, the Radicals, the Perlatives, Liberals and Tories, they hurried to the place.
Stood there in [C] unity, helping the community, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The crowd began to cheer it and rafferty the judge, he came to assist them but still it wouldn't budge.
The jockey he was riding it, little John McGee, was so thoroughly disgusted that he went and had his [Em] tea.
Hagan, Fagan were students of psychology, swore they'd shift him with some [G] dynamite.
They bought it, brought it and without apology, the [D] donkey gave a sneeze and blew the whole lot out of [G] sight.
There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and all the bally crew.
Police and auxiliary, the garrison artillery, the [A] second and the skillens and the lifeguards.
[G] They seized it and hurried it, they picked it up and carried it, cheered it, steered it to the winning [D] place.
Then [G] the bookies threw aside, they [C] all committed suicide.
[G] Well the day the [C] Laney's donkey won [D] the half mile [G] race.
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_ _ _ _ [D] Now [G] the Laney had a donkey that everyone admired, temporarily lazy and permanently tired.
A leg at every corner, balancing his head, and a tail to let you know which end he wanted to be fed.
[Em] Riley, Slyly said, we've underrated it, why not train it?
Then they took a rag, [G] they rubbed it, scrubbed it, they oiled and embricated [C] it.
Got it to the post and when they started, dropped his leg.
[G] There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it, shushing it, Hogan, Logan and everyone in town.
Lying up, attacking it, shoving it, smacking it, they might [A] as well have tried to push the town hall down.
[G] The donkey was eyeing them, openly defying them, winking, blinking and twisting out of place.
Riley [C] reversing it, everybody cursing it, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The muscles of the mighty, never known to flinch, they couldn't budge the donkey a quarter of an inch.
The Laney lay exhausted, hanging round his throat, with a grip just like a Scotsman on a [Em] five pound note.
Starter, Carter, he lined up with the rest of them, when it saw them, it was swilling [G] down.
It raced up, raced up, ready for the best of them.
It [E] started off to cheer it, but it [G] changed its mind again.
And there was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and Mary Ann McGrath.
She started poking it and grapping it and choking it, they kicked her in the [E] bustle and it laughed.
Yee [G]-haw!
The Whigs and Conservatives, the Radicals, the Perlatives, Liberals and Tories, they hurried to the place.
Stood there in [C] unity, helping the community, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The crowd began to cheer it and rafferty the judge, he came to assist them but still it wouldn't budge.
The jockey he was riding it, little John McGee, was so thoroughly disgusted that he went and had his [Em] tea.
Hagan, Fagan were students of psychology, swore they'd shift him with some [G] dynamite.
They bought it, brought it and without apology, the [D] donkey gave a sneeze and blew the whole lot out of [G] sight.
There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and all the bally crew.
Police and auxiliary, the garrison artillery, the [A] second and the skillens and the lifeguards.
[G] They seized it and hurried it, they picked it up and carried it, cheered it, steered it to the winning [D] place.
Then [G] the bookies threw aside, they [C] all committed suicide.
[G] Well the day the [C] Laney's donkey won [D] the half mile [G] race. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
A leg at every corner, balancing his head, and a tail to let you know which end he wanted to be fed.
[Em] Riley, Slyly said, we've underrated it, why not train it?
Then they took a rag, [G] they rubbed it, scrubbed it, they oiled and embricated [C] it.
Got it to the post and when they started, dropped his leg.
[G] There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it, shushing it, Hogan, Logan and everyone in town.
Lying up, attacking it, shoving it, smacking it, they might [A] as well have tried to push the town hall down.
[G] The donkey was eyeing them, openly defying them, winking, blinking and twisting out of place.
Riley [C] reversing it, everybody cursing it, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The muscles of the mighty, never known to flinch, they couldn't budge the donkey a quarter of an inch.
The Laney lay exhausted, hanging round his throat, with a grip just like a Scotsman on a [Em] five pound note.
Starter, Carter, he lined up with the rest of them, when it saw them, it was swilling [G] down.
It raced up, raced up, ready for the best of them.
It [E] started off to cheer it, but it [G] changed its mind again.
And there was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and Mary Ann McGrath.
She started poking it and grapping it and choking it, they kicked her in the [E] bustle and it laughed.
Yee [G]-haw!
The Whigs and Conservatives, the Radicals, the Perlatives, Liberals and Tories, they hurried to the place.
Stood there in [C] unity, helping the community, the day the Laney's donkey ran the [G] half mile race.
The crowd began to cheer it and rafferty the judge, he came to assist them but still it wouldn't budge.
The jockey he was riding it, little John McGee, was so thoroughly disgusted that he went and had his [Em] tea.
Hagan, Fagan were students of psychology, swore they'd shift him with some [G] dynamite.
They bought it, brought it and without apology, the [D] donkey gave a sneeze and blew the whole lot out of [G] sight.
There was Riley, pushing it, shoving it and shushing it, Hogan, Logan and all the bally crew.
Police and auxiliary, the garrison artillery, the [A] second and the skillens and the lifeguards.
[G] They seized it and hurried it, they picked it up and carried it, cheered it, steered it to the winning [D] place.
Then [G] the bookies threw aside, they [C] all committed suicide.
[G] Well the day the [C] Laney's donkey won [D] the half mile [G] race. _
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