Chords for Makem and Clancy, Get Drunk, Ar Fol La Lo
Tempo:
95.1 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
Bb
B
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I don't touch a drop myself, [E] but there are many, that's true, [B] there are many ways of getting drunk, you [C] know?
You can get drunk on music, love, [D] all kinds of things.
All you need is that sense of excitement, you know?
Did you ever hear, I think it was the French poet Baudelaire,
who once put it in this way,
[B]
One should always be drunk.
That's all that matters.
So as not to feel time's horrible burden that breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without ceasing.
But what with?
With wine,
with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose, but get drunk.
And if,
at some time on the steps of a palace,
or in the green grass of a ditch,
or in the bleak [Eb] solitude of your [B] room, you're waking up when drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind,
a wave,
the star, the bird, a clock, all that which flees, all that which rolls, all that which groans, all that which sings.
Ask them what time it is.
And the wind, the wave,
the clock, the bird will reply, it is time to get drunk, so that you may not be the martyred slaves
of time.
Get drunk.
Get drunk and never pause for rest.
With wine,
with poetry, or
with virtue, as you choose.
[D] [N]
In the [F] song I sing, there is [F] laughter and love.
There's time [C] of the sea, there's blue from [F] heaven above.
Of reason there's [Bb] none, and why [F] should there be for mine?
[C] [F] As long as there's fire in the blood and a light [C] in the eye.
[F] [Bb] [F]
[C] [F]
Err-fall-a-lal [Bb]-o-ho [F]-ho, err-fall-a-lal [C]-ay.
Fall-ee [F]-fall-a-lo-ho-ho, [Bb] err-fall-a [C]-lal-ay.
If [F] anybody wants to sing, you know, we're not stopping you exactly.
I know that a lot of people come in and they [D] say,
Peter, we paid good money to come in here.
We damned if I'm gonna do the [F] work for them fellas up there.
They're getting paid for it.
I get it.
This one too.
You did?
I did.
We'll get him for another one.
I tell you what, [C] there's always some people who,
[N] they know the chorus of a song and they want to join in.
If you feel like singing, you join us.
Sometimes people are afraid that whoever is next to them is going to look at them funny or something.
Probably will.
If you want to sing, if you want to sing and anybody looks crooked at you, belt them.
[F] Unless it's a nun or something.
Belt her anyway.
Right.
And whether the blood be high and low and low
And [C] whether the skin be black or white as the [F] snow
Of kith and of kin we're one, be it right, be it wrong
As [F] long as our voices join the [C] chorus of song
[Bb] [F]
[C]
Here you go.
I don't hear it back there.
[Bb]
[C] [F]
[Bb] [C]
[F] [Bb] I [N]
You can get drunk on music, love, [D] all kinds of things.
All you need is that sense of excitement, you know?
Did you ever hear, I think it was the French poet Baudelaire,
who once put it in this way,
[B]
One should always be drunk.
That's all that matters.
So as not to feel time's horrible burden that breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without ceasing.
But what with?
With wine,
with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose, but get drunk.
And if,
at some time on the steps of a palace,
or in the green grass of a ditch,
or in the bleak [Eb] solitude of your [B] room, you're waking up when drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind,
a wave,
the star, the bird, a clock, all that which flees, all that which rolls, all that which groans, all that which sings.
Ask them what time it is.
And the wind, the wave,
the clock, the bird will reply, it is time to get drunk, so that you may not be the martyred slaves
of time.
Get drunk.
Get drunk and never pause for rest.
With wine,
with poetry, or
with virtue, as you choose.
[D] [N]
In the [F] song I sing, there is [F] laughter and love.
There's time [C] of the sea, there's blue from [F] heaven above.
Of reason there's [Bb] none, and why [F] should there be for mine?
[C] [F] As long as there's fire in the blood and a light [C] in the eye.
[F] [Bb] [F]
[C] [F]
Err-fall-a-lal [Bb]-o-ho [F]-ho, err-fall-a-lal [C]-ay.
Fall-ee [F]-fall-a-lo-ho-ho, [Bb] err-fall-a [C]-lal-ay.
If [F] anybody wants to sing, you know, we're not stopping you exactly.
I know that a lot of people come in and they [D] say,
Peter, we paid good money to come in here.
We damned if I'm gonna do the [F] work for them fellas up there.
They're getting paid for it.
I get it.
This one too.
You did?
I did.
We'll get him for another one.
I tell you what, [C] there's always some people who,
[N] they know the chorus of a song and they want to join in.
If you feel like singing, you join us.
Sometimes people are afraid that whoever is next to them is going to look at them funny or something.
Probably will.
If you want to sing, if you want to sing and anybody looks crooked at you, belt them.
[F] Unless it's a nun or something.
Belt her anyway.
Right.
And whether the blood be high and low and low
And [C] whether the skin be black or white as the [F] snow
Of kith and of kin we're one, be it right, be it wrong
As [F] long as our voices join the [C] chorus of song
[Bb] [F]
[C]
Here you go.
I don't hear it back there.
[Bb]
[C] [F]
[Bb] [C]
[F] [Bb] I [N]
Key:
F
C
Bb
B
D
F
C
Bb
_ _ _ _ I don't touch a drop myself, [E] but there are many, that's true, [B] there are many ways of getting drunk, you [C] know?
You can get drunk on music, love, [D] all kinds of things.
All you need is that sense of excitement, you know?
Did you ever hear, I think it was the French poet Baudelaire,
who once put it in this way,
[B] _
One should always be drunk.
That's all that matters.
So as not to feel time's horrible burden that breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without ceasing.
But what with?
_ With wine,
with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose, but get drunk.
And if, _
at some time on the steps of a palace,
or in the green grass of a ditch,
or in the bleak [Eb] solitude of your [B] room, you're waking up when drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind,
a wave,
the star, the bird, a clock, all that which flees, all that which rolls, all that which groans, all that which sings.
Ask them what time it is.
And the wind, the wave,
the clock, the bird will reply, it is time to get drunk, so that you may not be the martyred slaves
of time.
Get drunk.
Get drunk and never pause for rest.
With wine, _
with poetry, or
with virtue, as you choose. _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
In the [F] song I sing, there is [F] laughter and love.
_ There's time [C] of the sea, there's blue from [F] heaven above.
_ Of reason there's [Bb] none, and why [F] should there be for mine?
[C] _ _ [F] As long as there's fire in the blood and a light [C] in the _ eye.
_ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ Err-fall-a-lal [Bb]-o-ho [F]-ho, err-fall-a-lal [C]-ay.
_ _ Fall-ee [F]-fall-a-lo-ho-ho, [Bb] err-fall-a [C]-lal-ay.
_ If [F] anybody wants to sing, you know, we're not stopping you exactly.
I know that a lot of people come in and they [D] say,
Peter, we paid good money to come in here.
We damned if I'm gonna do the [F] work for them fellas up there.
They're getting paid for it.
I get it.
This one too.
You did?
I did.
We'll get him for another one.
_ _ I tell you what, [C] there's always some people who,
[N] they know the chorus of a song and they want to join in.
If you feel like singing, you join us. _
Sometimes people are afraid that whoever is next to them is going to look at them funny or something.
_ _ Probably will.
If you want to sing, if you want to sing and anybody looks crooked at you, belt them.
[F] _ Unless it's a nun or something.
Belt her anyway.
Right. _ _ _ _
_ _ And whether the blood be high and low and low
And [C] whether the skin be black or white as the [F] snow
Of kith and of kin we're one, be it right, be it wrong
As [F] long as our voices join the [C] chorus of song _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
Here you go.
I don't hear it back there.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ I [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You can get drunk on music, love, [D] all kinds of things.
All you need is that sense of excitement, you know?
Did you ever hear, I think it was the French poet Baudelaire,
who once put it in this way,
[B] _
One should always be drunk.
That's all that matters.
So as not to feel time's horrible burden that breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without ceasing.
But what with?
_ With wine,
with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose, but get drunk.
And if, _
at some time on the steps of a palace,
or in the green grass of a ditch,
or in the bleak [Eb] solitude of your [B] room, you're waking up when drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind,
a wave,
the star, the bird, a clock, all that which flees, all that which rolls, all that which groans, all that which sings.
Ask them what time it is.
And the wind, the wave,
the clock, the bird will reply, it is time to get drunk, so that you may not be the martyred slaves
of time.
Get drunk.
Get drunk and never pause for rest.
With wine, _
with poetry, or
with virtue, as you choose. _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
In the [F] song I sing, there is [F] laughter and love.
_ There's time [C] of the sea, there's blue from [F] heaven above.
_ Of reason there's [Bb] none, and why [F] should there be for mine?
[C] _ _ [F] As long as there's fire in the blood and a light [C] in the _ eye.
_ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ Err-fall-a-lal [Bb]-o-ho [F]-ho, err-fall-a-lal [C]-ay.
_ _ Fall-ee [F]-fall-a-lo-ho-ho, [Bb] err-fall-a [C]-lal-ay.
_ If [F] anybody wants to sing, you know, we're not stopping you exactly.
I know that a lot of people come in and they [D] say,
Peter, we paid good money to come in here.
We damned if I'm gonna do the [F] work for them fellas up there.
They're getting paid for it.
I get it.
This one too.
You did?
I did.
We'll get him for another one.
_ _ I tell you what, [C] there's always some people who,
[N] they know the chorus of a song and they want to join in.
If you feel like singing, you join us. _
Sometimes people are afraid that whoever is next to them is going to look at them funny or something.
_ _ Probably will.
If you want to sing, if you want to sing and anybody looks crooked at you, belt them.
[F] _ Unless it's a nun or something.
Belt her anyway.
Right. _ _ _ _
_ _ And whether the blood be high and low and low
And [C] whether the skin be black or white as the [F] snow
Of kith and of kin we're one, be it right, be it wrong
As [F] long as our voices join the [C] chorus of song _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
Here you go.
I don't hear it back there.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ I [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _