Chords for Jimmy Crowley and Stokers Lodge : The Armoured Car

Well, we've played a few unusual ones in the program this morning and this is no way [E] an exception coming up.
It's the first recorded version of [Eb] all time of Jimmy Crowley and Stoke was lodged back [F] in 1972
and [D] it was recorded in somebody's garage in Dublin [E] by somebody on a bit of [F] portable machinery
and it has the sounds of it as well and not only that [Ab] but the fellow not only sings but plays [E] fiddle as well
and it sounds like it.
[D] The Armoured Car. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ Come all my good friends, stand around [A] me a-changin' and [G] listen [A] to my [D] song.
_ You must [A] appreciate [G] a house so great, [E] it is for that you [A] belong.
_ No land are titled [D] in here [G] for once, [E] and each year not for whom [A] you want.
_ He [D] was bred, broke and frail, by the [A] vice of their hill and [G] their [A] call to the [D] armoured car.
_ Back to you, I'll let you on, he did check for [A] old North [G] and he [A] never yet found [D] her.
_ He had [A] cast-iron jaws [G] and steel-padded paws, [E] every nail was like an iron [A] barrow.
_ From one mile to ten he [D] would never [G] give in, [E] if you ran him from here to [A] Chesterfield.
_ [D] But no one could convince him that by the [A] fear of him you should call him the [D] Armoured Car.
_ In the year of 21, when he [A] started for a run, [G] having sold his property [D] on the road,
he [A] sent a swarming declaration [G] to the Harriers' Association, [E] that he cared not for man, [A] hill or hound.
_ And he thought right in [D] that if he [G] didn't win, [E] back to Fairfield he'd never [A] return.
_ [D] But no one could convince him that by the vice [A] of Fairfield [G] you should call him the [D] Armoured Car. _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [N] Now as to drag at Waterloo, well they all well knew how he lamed the enemy law.
When the trotty was done from the heat of the sun, [Dbm] and the armour and fire would burn,
[G] to the finish from the start he broke the [E] Blarney's [F] heart and he [N] saw past the evening star.
Who shun be coming to the front, and he leading the hunt, but a daily's old Armoured [D] Car.
_ _ _ Now here is my past, and around [A] me it past, [G] that we drink in the cup [D] of love.
_ Here [Am] to every hand [G] that mine can expand, [E] and all love in heaven [A] abound.
_ Here to every house [D] so known to [G] the crown, [E] no matter _ where [A] they are.
But [D] be canny dine the light of [A] every house here tonight, [G] and a heart like [A] the Armoured [D] Car. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ And be [G] canny dine the light of every job here tonight, and a heart [F] like the Armoured Car.
Jimmy Crawley, Stoker's Lodge, [E]
1972.
Náramh neamh [F] or chuaidach na [Eb] bleantaith. _ _