Chords for The Dubliners - Live at the Cambridge Folk Festival | FULL CONCERT

_ _ On the banks of the road _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _
she smiled and she said,
Ah Johnny, lovely Johnny down [B] today.
_ [E] _ _ _
Oh, well when _ I heard my father say
[A] That he'd rather [E] see me dead than buried in the clay.
_ Sooner to [B] be married than [E] when he runs away
On the lovely sweet banks of the road.
_ On the banks of _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] the road.
Well in these [E] we are free and
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[E] Friendly true [B] love will set [E] us apart and play. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] When we came here first, say 25 years ago or whatever it was,
I mean the whole folk thing was sort of much _ younger and more.
Yes, you couldn't plug in and you couldn't do all that.
_ That was at the time when _
[Am] _ _ Bob Dylan was
things thrown at him in Woodstock for plugging in.
And the same thing happened here to an Irish band.
Because they were all shouting, [E] you know, [Am] faith.
It's not pure folk.
It's not [C] amplifier.
I think it's become less precious.
[G] Which is good because it means you can open up. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
On the fall of July 1800 _
[C] _ [G] We left the sweet [D] home of Cornwall.
[G] We were sailing away with a cargo of
[C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] Cheaply chambered glass
In 57 [D] man
And a quarter of the [G] iron. _ _ _
_ We had one million bags in the van
[C] So they go right [G] there with two million barrels
[D] Of _ _ [G] _ _ millisized cement
Blind [C] horses [D] hurt
_ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ There was a man named Hugh
Who played hard when [C] he flew
[G] He _ _ [D] _
_ _ [G] was simple with skill
For he smacked [C] big quadrille
[D] And the duts turned with [G] blue blood _
_ He smacked when he coughed
[D] He would pop off the wall
[G] And he rowled and danced
_ [D] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] [D] And he sang as if the [G] Irish know
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ There was buying the keys
From the banks [C] of the Leeds
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] There was the meeting of the cocks
There was scarce [C] civil work
[D] And a man called [G] Whispy called hello
The _ slugger, the fool who [D] had _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ We had sex
And the window [C] broke
[G] And he stood lost
But he [D] _ _
knew [G] _ _ _ _ now, [C] did [D] you
That _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ the poor old dog [C] was _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
Hugh
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _