Master Mcgrath Chords by The Dubliners

[Gm] This is a [G] song [N] about one of the probably the only victory we have ever had on English soil
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Never counting [F] on Ireland and [Gm] Master McElroy _ _
On the 12th of November [F] that day of [Gm] renown
McElroy and his keeper they [F] left [Gm] Logan Town
And gailed in the Channel and soon drove them all
On the [F] 13th they landed on [Gm] England's west shore
_ Oh well when they arrived there [F] in big [Gm] London's town
Those great English sportsmen [F] all gathered
[Gm] _ And there was a great big crowd
And one of those gentlemen standing nearby
Said is that [F] the great dog you call Master [Gm] McElroy _
Oh well one of those gentlemen [F] standing [Gm] around
Said I don't care a damn for [F] your Irish [Gm] greyhound
And another he sneered with a scornful ha ha
With some humble [F] pride of your Master [Gm] McElroy
_ _ Lord Logan stepped [F] forward and he says [Gm] gentlemen
If there's any amongst [F] you that can be of use to us
It has money [Gm] to spend
For your grand English nobles
I don't care a straw
It might pounce [F] into one
Upon Master [Gm] McElroy _ _
Oh McElroy he looked up
[F] And he wagged his [Gm] owl tail
In forming his lordship
Sure I know what you mean
Don't fear noble Brown
No don't fear him McElroy
I'll soon tarnish [F] his laurels
Says Master [Gm] McElroy
_ Oh well the roads stood uncovered
[F] That great [Gm] English pride
For Master and Keeper
Were close by her side
They let them away
And the crowd cried hurrah
For the pride [F] of old England
And Master [Gm] McElroy _
Oh well Rose and the Master
They both ran along
I wonder said Rose
[F] What took you from [Gm] your home
You should have stayed there
In your Irish domain
And had come to [F] gain laurels _
[Gm] _ _ Well I know said the Master
[F] We've all [Gm] had our bugs
But we've got a new loyalist
There's good men and dogs
They don't build Britannia
Give none of you a jaw
Snuff that up [F] your nostrils
Says Master [Gm] McElroy _
Well the hair she led on
[F] Just as swift as [Gm] the wind
He was sometimes before her
And sometimes behind
_ He jumped and he fell
And then her back and head
Dropped with his owl paw
Long live [F] the Republic
Says [Gm] Master McElroy _ _ _
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