Chords for The Irish Rovers - Bunclody Cuckoo
Tempo:
180.2 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
Gm
Eb
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F]
[Gm] [Bb] Oh, as I at the moss house [F] for the birds to [Bb] increase, [F] At the foot of [Bb] Mount Linster, [Eb] or some silent [F] place, Near the streams of [Bb] Bun Claw Dee, [Eb] where all pleasure [F] do meet, [Bb] And all that I'd ask is one [Ab] kiss from [Bb] you, sweet.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good tidings, [F] and tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, And [Gm] it never cries cuckoo till [F] the summer [Gm] is near.
[Bb] If I was a clerk, and [F] could write a good [Bb] hand, I [F] would write my love [Bb] a letter [Eb] that she'd [F] understand, I am a [Bb] young fellow [Eb] that's wounded [F] in love, I [Bb] live in Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] but now I [Bb] must leave.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good tidings, [F] and tells us no [Gm] lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, And [Gm] it never cries cuckoo till [F] the summer [Gm] is near.
[Bb] If I was a singing [Fm] bird, then I could fly, [F] To young Shady [Bb] Arbor, my [Eb] true love [F] does lie, I'd sing her [Bb] a sweet song, [Eb] and maybe [F] she'd cry, [Bb] Then on her soft bosom [Ab] contended [Bb] I'd die.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, [Dm] and the same does it [Gm] lie, It brings us good tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, [Gm] And it never cries cuckoo [Dm] till the [F] summer is [Gm] near.
[Bb] My love always slights me, [Fm] as you [Bb] understand, [F]
Because she [Bb] has riches, [Eb] and I have [F] no land, I'm going to [Bb]
America, my [Eb] fortune [F] to try, But [Bb] when I think of Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] I'm ready [Bb] to die.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its voice [F]
clear, [Gm] And it never cries cuckoo till [F] the summer [Gm] is near.
[G]
[Gm]
[N]
[Gm] [Bb] Oh, as I at the moss house [F] for the birds to [Bb] increase, [F] At the foot of [Bb] Mount Linster, [Eb] or some silent [F] place, Near the streams of [Bb] Bun Claw Dee, [Eb] where all pleasure [F] do meet, [Bb] And all that I'd ask is one [Ab] kiss from [Bb] you, sweet.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good tidings, [F] and tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, And [Gm] it never cries cuckoo till [F] the summer [Gm] is near.
[Bb] If I was a clerk, and [F] could write a good [Bb] hand, I [F] would write my love [Bb] a letter [Eb] that she'd [F] understand, I am a [Bb] young fellow [Eb] that's wounded [F] in love, I [Bb] live in Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] but now I [Bb] must leave.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good tidings, [F] and tells us no [Gm] lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, And [Gm] it never cries cuckoo till [F] the summer [Gm] is near.
[Bb] If I was a singing [Fm] bird, then I could fly, [F] To young Shady [Bb] Arbor, my [Eb] true love [F] does lie, I'd sing her [Bb] a sweet song, [Eb] and maybe [F] she'd cry, [Bb] Then on her soft bosom [Ab] contended [Bb] I'd die.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, [Dm] and the same does it [Gm] lie, It brings us good tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, [Gm] And it never cries cuckoo [Dm] till the [F] summer is [Gm] near.
[Bb] My love always slights me, [Fm] as you [Bb] understand, [F]
Because she [Bb] has riches, [Eb] and I have [F] no land, I'm going to [Bb]
America, my [Eb] fortune [F] to try, But [Bb] when I think of Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] I'm ready [Bb] to die.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its voice [F]
clear, [Gm] And it never cries cuckoo till [F] the summer [Gm] is near.
[G]
[Gm]
[N]
Key:
F
Bb
Gm
Eb
Ab
F
Bb
Gm
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bb] Oh, as I at the moss house [F] for the birds to [Bb] _ increase, [F] At the foot of [Bb] Mount _ Linster, [Eb] or some silent [F] _ place, Near the streams of [Bb] Bun Claw Dee, [Eb] where all pleasure [F] do meet, _ [Bb] And all that I'd ask is one [Ab] kiss from [Bb] you, sweet.
_ [Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, _ It brings us good _ tidings, [F] and tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice _ clear, And [Gm] it never cries _ cuckoo till [F] the summer _ [Gm] is near.
_ [Bb] If I was a clerk, and [F] could write a good [Bb] hand, I [F] would write my love [Bb] a letter [Eb] that she'd _ _ [F] _ understand, I am a [Bb] young fellow _ [Eb] that's wounded [F] in love, I [Bb] live in Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] but now I [Bb] must leave.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, _ It brings us good tidings, [F] and tells us no [Gm] _ lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, And [Gm] it never cries _ cuckoo till [F] the summer _ [Gm] is near.
_ [Bb] If I was a singing _ [Fm] bird, then I could _ fly, [F] To young _ Shady [Bb] _ Arbor, my [Eb] true love [F] does lie, _ I'd sing her [Bb] a sweet song, [Eb] and maybe [F] she'd cry, _ [Bb] Then on her soft bosom _ [Ab] _ contended _ [Bb] I'd die.
[Gm] Oh, the _ cuckoo is a pretty bird, [Dm] and the same does it [Gm] lie, It brings us good _ tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, _ [Gm] And it never cries _ cuckoo [Dm] till the [F] summer is [Gm] near.
_ [Bb] My love _ always slights me, [Fm] as you _ _ _ [Bb] understand, _ _ [F]
Because she [Bb] has riches, [Eb] and I have [F] no land, _ I'm going to [Bb] _
America, my [Eb] _ fortune [F] to try, But [Bb] when I think of Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] I'm ready _ [Bb] to die.
_ [Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good _ tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its voice [F]
clear, _ [Gm] And it never cries _ cuckoo till [F] the summer _ [Gm] is near. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bb] Oh, as I at the moss house [F] for the birds to [Bb] _ increase, [F] At the foot of [Bb] Mount _ Linster, [Eb] or some silent [F] _ place, Near the streams of [Bb] Bun Claw Dee, [Eb] where all pleasure [F] do meet, _ [Bb] And all that I'd ask is one [Ab] kiss from [Bb] you, sweet.
_ [Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, _ It brings us good _ tidings, [F] and tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice _ clear, And [Gm] it never cries _ cuckoo till [F] the summer _ [Gm] is near.
_ [Bb] If I was a clerk, and [F] could write a good [Bb] hand, I [F] would write my love [Bb] a letter [Eb] that she'd _ _ [F] _ understand, I am a [Bb] young fellow _ [Eb] that's wounded [F] in love, I [Bb] live in Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] but now I [Bb] must leave.
[Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, _ It brings us good tidings, [F] and tells us no [Gm] _ lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, And [Gm] it never cries _ cuckoo till [F] the summer _ [Gm] is near.
_ [Bb] If I was a singing _ [Fm] bird, then I could _ fly, [F] To young _ Shady [Bb] _ Arbor, my [Eb] true love [F] does lie, _ I'd sing her [Bb] a sweet song, [Eb] and maybe [F] she'd cry, _ [Bb] Then on her soft bosom _ [Ab] _ contended _ [Bb] I'd die.
[Gm] Oh, the _ cuckoo is a pretty bird, [Dm] and the same does it [Gm] lie, It brings us good _ tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, It [Bb] sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its [F] voice clear, _ [Gm] And it never cries _ cuckoo [Dm] till the [F] summer is [Gm] near.
_ [Bb] My love _ always slights me, [Fm] as you _ _ _ [Bb] understand, _ _ [F]
Because she [Bb] has riches, [Eb] and I have [F] no land, _ I'm going to [Bb] _
America, my [Eb] _ fortune [F] to try, But [Bb] when I think of Bun Claw Dee, [Ab] I'm ready _ [Bb] to die.
_ [Gm] Oh, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, and [F] the same does [Gm] it lie, It brings us good _ tidings, and [F] tells us [Gm] no lies, [Bb] It sucks the [F] young birds' eggs [Eb] to make its voice [F]
clear, _ [Gm] And it never cries _ cuckoo till [F] the summer _ [Gm] is near. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _