Chords for The Bantry Girls Lament - The Dubliners
Tempo:
65.15 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
G
G#
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[N] Here's a quieter kind of a song now and it's called The Banthree Girls Lament.
And the reason the Banthree Girls were [A] lamenting was because due to a big recruitment [Em] drive
the menfolk had all been [G#] rounded up and sent off to the wars.
[G] So the women were departed from their husbands and lovers and sons and uncles and nephews,
hence the lamentations.
A few of them maybe were happy enough about it but most of them [F#] were lamenting.
And [N] of course all this happened in 1808 when Napoleon invaded Spain.
There was a right big kick up and eruptions about that.
All the other countries refused to join in the Olympics and everything.
[G#] [E] Except maybe one or two sensible ones.
So here we are, Banthree Girls Lament.
Oh, who will plough the fields now?
And who will sow [B] the corn?
[E] And who will watch the sheep now?
And keep them from all harm?
And the stag that's in the high garden
on thrash did [B] merriment.
[E] Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went to [B] fight in the [E] gingers' hay.
Oh, the girls are in sorrow, they [B] desire.
And [E] the piper and his bellows may go home and blow the fire.
Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went sailing on [B] the men.
[E] Along with other patriots to fight the gingers' men.
Now the boys will sorely miss her when Malima [B] comes round.
[E] And great the terrible captain is nowhere to be found.
And the peelers lost and idle [B] against their will and dread.
[E] Since the valiant boy who gave them work now [F#] peels the [E] king's bed.
At wicks, at harling matches, your lives will [B] never cease.
Till [E] you come back again to us, our story not complete.
And won't you trounce the bogeys who show us much [B] disdain?
[E] Because our eyes are not as bright [B] as those you've [E] hidden there.
Oh, if cruel fate should not permit our journey to [B] return.
[E] His awful lust, the bandry girls will [B] never cease to mourn.
We'll resign ourselves to our sad lot and die in [B] grief and pain.
[E] Since Johnny died, for Ireland's pride, in the [B] [E] Fatherland a stay.
[N] [D] [Gm]
[N] Here's a quieter kind of a song now and it's called The Banthree Girls Lament.
And the reason the Banthree Girls were [A] lamenting was because due to a big recruitment [Em] drive
the menfolk had all been [G#] rounded up and sent off to the wars.
[G] So the women were departed from their husbands and lovers and sons and uncles and nephews,
hence the lamentations.
A few of them maybe were happy enough about it but most of them [F#] were lamenting.
And [N] of course all this happened in 1808 when Napoleon invaded Spain.
There was a right big kick up and eruptions about that.
All the other countries refused to join in the Olympics and everything.
[G#] [E] Except maybe one or two sensible ones.
So here we are, Banthree Girls Lament.
Oh, who will plough the fields now?
And who will sow [B] the corn?
[E] And who will watch the sheep now?
And keep them from all harm?
And the stag that's in the high garden
on thrash did [B] merriment.
[E] Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went to [B] fight in the [E] gingers' hay.
Oh, the girls are in sorrow, they [B] desire.
And [E] the piper and his bellows may go home and blow the fire.
Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went sailing on [B] the men.
[E] Along with other patriots to fight the gingers' men.
Now the boys will sorely miss her when Malima [B] comes round.
[E] And great the terrible captain is nowhere to be found.
And the peelers lost and idle [B] against their will and dread.
[E] Since the valiant boy who gave them work now [F#] peels the [E] king's bed.
At wicks, at harling matches, your lives will [B] never cease.
Till [E] you come back again to us, our story not complete.
And won't you trounce the bogeys who show us much [B] disdain?
[E] Because our eyes are not as bright [B] as those you've [E] hidden there.
Oh, if cruel fate should not permit our journey to [B] return.
[E] His awful lust, the bandry girls will [B] never cease to mourn.
We'll resign ourselves to our sad lot and die in [B] grief and pain.
[E] Since Johnny died, for Ireland's pride, in the [B] [E] Fatherland a stay.
[N] [D] [Gm]
Key:
E
B
G
G#
F#
E
B
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [N] Here's a quieter kind of a song now and it's called The Banthree Girls Lament.
And the reason the Banthree Girls were [A] lamenting was because due to a big recruitment [Em] drive
the menfolk had all been [G#] rounded up and sent off to the wars.
_ [G] So the women were departed from their husbands and lovers and sons and uncles and nephews,
hence the lamentations.
A few of them maybe were happy enough about it but most of them [F#] were lamenting.
And [N] of course all this happened in 1808 when Napoleon invaded Spain.
There was a right big kick up and eruptions about that.
All the other countries refused to join in the Olympics and everything.
[G#] _ _ [E] Except maybe one or two sensible ones.
_ _ So here we are, _ _ Banthree Girls Lament.
_ _ Oh, who will plough the fields now?
And who will sow [B] the corn?
[E] And who will watch the sheep now?
And keep them from all harm?
And the stag that's in the high garden
on thrash did [B] merriment.
[E] Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went to [B] fight in the [E] gingers' hay.
_ Oh, the girls are _ in sorrow, they [B] desire.
And [E] the piper and his bellows may go home and blow the fire.
Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went sailing on [B] the men.
[E] Along with other patriots to fight the gingers' men.
_ Now the boys will sorely miss her when Malima [B] comes round.
[E] And great the terrible captain is nowhere to be found.
And the peelers lost and idle [B] against their will and dread.
[E] Since the valiant boy who gave them work now [F#] peels the [E] king's bed.
_ _ At wicks, at harling matches, your lives will [B] never cease.
Till [E] you come back again to us, our story not complete.
And won't you trounce the bogeys who show us much [B] disdain?
[E] Because our eyes are not as bright [B] as those you've [E] hidden there.
_ _ _ Oh, if cruel fate should not permit our journey to [B] return.
_ [E] His awful lust, the bandry girls will [B] never cease to mourn.
We'll resign ourselves to our sad lot and die in [B] grief and pain.
[E] Since Johnny died, for Ireland's pride, in the _ [B] _ [E] Fatherland a stay. _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ [N] Here's a quieter kind of a song now and it's called The Banthree Girls Lament.
And the reason the Banthree Girls were [A] lamenting was because due to a big recruitment [Em] drive
the menfolk had all been [G#] rounded up and sent off to the wars.
_ [G] So the women were departed from their husbands and lovers and sons and uncles and nephews,
hence the lamentations.
A few of them maybe were happy enough about it but most of them [F#] were lamenting.
And [N] of course all this happened in 1808 when Napoleon invaded Spain.
There was a right big kick up and eruptions about that.
All the other countries refused to join in the Olympics and everything.
[G#] _ _ [E] Except maybe one or two sensible ones.
_ _ So here we are, _ _ Banthree Girls Lament.
_ _ Oh, who will plough the fields now?
And who will sow [B] the corn?
[E] And who will watch the sheep now?
And keep them from all harm?
And the stag that's in the high garden
on thrash did [B] merriment.
[E] Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went to [B] fight in the [E] gingers' hay.
_ Oh, the girls are _ in sorrow, they [B] desire.
And [E] the piper and his bellows may go home and blow the fire.
Since Johnny, lovely Johnny,
went sailing on [B] the men.
[E] Along with other patriots to fight the gingers' men.
_ Now the boys will sorely miss her when Malima [B] comes round.
[E] And great the terrible captain is nowhere to be found.
And the peelers lost and idle [B] against their will and dread.
[E] Since the valiant boy who gave them work now [F#] peels the [E] king's bed.
_ _ At wicks, at harling matches, your lives will [B] never cease.
Till [E] you come back again to us, our story not complete.
And won't you trounce the bogeys who show us much [B] disdain?
[E] Because our eyes are not as bright [B] as those you've [E] hidden there.
_ _ _ Oh, if cruel fate should not permit our journey to [B] return.
_ [E] His awful lust, the bandry girls will [B] never cease to mourn.
We'll resign ourselves to our sad lot and die in [B] grief and pain.
[E] Since Johnny died, for Ireland's pride, in the _ [B] _ [E] Fatherland a stay. _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _