Goodbye Mrs. Durkin Chords by The Irish Rovers

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[Eb] _ _ Goodbye [Bb] Mrs.
Durkin, I'm sick and [Eb] tired of workin'
No more I'll [Bb] dig the prairies, no longer [Eb] I'll be poor
But as sure as my [Bb] name is Barney, I'm off to [Eb] California
Instead of [Bb] diggin' prairies, I'll be diggin' [Eb] lumps of gold
_ _ _ In the days that [Bb] I was courtin', I was never [Eb] tired resortin'
To the [Bb] alehouse and the playhouse, and the other [Eb] house besides
But I [Bb] told my brother Seamus, I'll be out now [Eb] and grow famous
And before the [Bb] day I return again, I'll roam the [Eb] whole world wide
So it's goodbye [Bb] Mrs.
Durkin, I'm sick and [Eb] tired of workin'
No more [Bb] I'll dig the prairies, no longer [Eb] I'll be poor
But as sure as my [Bb] name is Barney, I'm off to [Eb] California
Instead of [Bb] diggin' prairies, I'll be diggin' [Eb] lumps of gold
[Bb] _ _
[Eb] _ Well I've courted [Bb] girls in Blarney, in Antrim [Eb] and Killarney
In [Bb] Dublin and in Kerry, down to the [Eb] Cove of Cork
But I'm tired of [Bb] all this pleasure, so now I'll [Eb] take pleasure
And the [Bb] next time that you hear from me, I'll write you [Eb] from New York
So it's goodbye [Bb] Mrs.
Durkin, I'm sick and [Eb] tired of workin'
No more [Bb] I'll dig the prairies, no longer [Eb] I'll be poor
But as sure as [Bb] my name is Barney, I'm off to [Eb] California
Instead of [Bb] diggin' prairies, I'll be diggin' [Eb] lumps of gold
[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ When I [Bb] landed in America, I met a [Eb] man named Burke
He told me [Bb] if I stay a while, he'd surely [Eb] find me work
But working [Bb] didn't find me, so there's nothing [Eb] here to bind me
I'm [Bb] bound for San Francisco, in [Eb] California _ _ _
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[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ Well _ [Eb] _ I'm now in [Bb] San Francisco, and me fortune it [Eb] tells me is
My pockets [Bb] loaded down with gold, they'll throw away [Eb] me
I'll get back to me [Bb] right a-laring, when me fortune never [Eb] caring
Hail [Bb] Mary, Queen Victoria, Mrs.
Durkin for [Eb] this way
So it's goodbye [Bb] Mrs.
Durkin, I'm sick and tired [Eb] of workin'
No more I'll dig [Bb] the prairies, no longer [Eb] I'll be poor
But as sure as my [Bb] name is Barney, I'm off to [Eb] California
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