Chords for The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn
Tempo:
134.25 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Dm
Bb
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm]
[C] [Dm] [C]
[Dm] [F]
[C] And Cormac [Dm] and Richard Tauber [C] are singing by [Dm] the bed
[C] There's a glass of [Dm] punch below your [F] feet and an angel at [C] your head
There's devils [Dm] on each side of [C] you, bottles [Dm] in their hand
[C] You need one [Dm] more drop of poison and [Am] you'll dream of foreign land
When [F] you pissed yourself in Frankfurt and got sipped on in Cologne
And you heard [Bb] the rattling death [C] trains as you lay there [F] all alone
Frank Ryan bought you whiskey and a brothel in Madrid
And you picked some fucking black shirt who [C] was cursing all the youths
[F] And a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair
Then [C]
in [F]
the Euston [C] Tavern you screamed [F] it was your shelf
But they wouldn't [Bb] give you service [D] so you kicked the [F] windows out
They took you out and turned it straight and kicked you in the brains
[Bb] So you walked back in through a bolted door [C] and did it all again
[F] But a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the [C] door and the devil's [F] in the chair
You
[C] [F]
[C]
remember that [Dm] foul evening [C] when you heard the [Dm] banshee's howl
[C] There was lazy [Dm] drunken bastards [F] singing Billy [C] in the Bell
They took you [Dm] up to midnight [C] mass, left you in the [Dm] lurch
[C] So you dropped a button [Dm] in the plate [Am] and screwed up in the church
[F] Now you sing [Bb] a song of [C] liberty from blacks [F] and packs of jocks
And I'll take you [Bb] from this dump [D] you're in and stick you [F] in a box
Then I'll take you to the fire and shove you in the ground
[Bb] But you stick your head back out and shut [C] we'll have another round
[F] I think I saw that Cologne when they are round and bright
And God is in his heaven [C] and Freddy's down [F] by the fire
[Bb] [C] [F]
[Am]
[F]
[G]
[Dm]
[C] [Dm] [C]
[Dm] [F]
[C] And Cormac [Dm] and Richard Tauber [C] are singing by [Dm] the bed
[C] There's a glass of [Dm] punch below your [F] feet and an angel at [C] your head
There's devils [Dm] on each side of [C] you, bottles [Dm] in their hand
[C] You need one [Dm] more drop of poison and [Am] you'll dream of foreign land
When [F] you pissed yourself in Frankfurt and got sipped on in Cologne
And you heard [Bb] the rattling death [C] trains as you lay there [F] all alone
Frank Ryan bought you whiskey and a brothel in Madrid
And you picked some fucking black shirt who [C] was cursing all the youths
[F] And a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair
Then [C]
in [F]
the Euston [C] Tavern you screamed [F] it was your shelf
But they wouldn't [Bb] give you service [D] so you kicked the [F] windows out
They took you out and turned it straight and kicked you in the brains
[Bb] So you walked back in through a bolted door [C] and did it all again
[F] But a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the [C] door and the devil's [F] in the chair
You
[C] [F]
[C]
remember that [Dm] foul evening [C] when you heard the [Dm] banshee's howl
[C] There was lazy [Dm] drunken bastards [F] singing Billy [C] in the Bell
They took you [Dm] up to midnight [C] mass, left you in the [Dm] lurch
[C] So you dropped a button [Dm] in the plate [Am] and screwed up in the church
[F] Now you sing [Bb] a song of [C] liberty from blacks [F] and packs of jocks
And I'll take you [Bb] from this dump [D] you're in and stick you [F] in a box
Then I'll take you to the fire and shove you in the ground
[Bb] But you stick your head back out and shut [C] we'll have another round
[F] I think I saw that Cologne when they are round and bright
And God is in his heaven [C] and Freddy's down [F] by the fire
[Bb] [C] [F]
[Am]
[F]
[G]
[Dm]
Key:
C
F
Dm
Bb
Am
C
F
Dm
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_ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ And Cormac [Dm] and Richard Tauber [C] are singing by [Dm] the bed
[C] There's a glass of [Dm] punch below your [F] feet and an angel at [C] your head
_ There's devils [Dm] on each side of [C] you, bottles [Dm] in their hand
[C] You need one [Dm] more drop of poison and [Am] you'll dream of foreign land _
_ _ When [F] you pissed yourself in Frankfurt and got sipped on in Cologne
And you heard [Bb] the rattling death [C] trains as you lay there [F] all alone
Frank Ryan bought you whiskey and a brothel in Madrid
And you picked some fucking black shirt who [C] was cursing all the youths
[F] And a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair
Then _ _ _ _ [C]
in [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ the Euston [C] Tavern you screamed [F] it was your shelf
But they wouldn't [Bb] give you service [D] so you kicked the [F] windows out
They took you out and turned it straight and kicked you in the brains
[Bb] So you walked back in through a bolted door [C] and did it all again
[F] But a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the [C] door and the devil's [F] in the chair
You
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ remember that [Dm] foul evening _ [C] when you heard the [Dm] banshee's howl
[C] There was lazy [Dm] drunken bastards [F] singing Billy [C] in the Bell
_ They took you [Dm] up to midnight [C] mass, left you in the [Dm] lurch
[C] So you dropped a button [Dm] in the plate [Am] and screwed up in the church _
_ _ [F] Now you sing [Bb] a song of [C] liberty from blacks [F] and packs of jocks
And I'll take you [Bb] from this dump [D] you're in and stick you [F] in a box
Then I'll take you to the fire and shove you in the ground
[Bb] But you stick your head back out and shut [C] we'll have another round
[F] I think I saw that Cologne when they are round and bright
And God is in his heaven [C] and Freddy's down [F] by the fire
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ And Cormac [Dm] and Richard Tauber [C] are singing by [Dm] the bed
[C] There's a glass of [Dm] punch below your [F] feet and an angel at [C] your head
_ There's devils [Dm] on each side of [C] you, bottles [Dm] in their hand
[C] You need one [Dm] more drop of poison and [Am] you'll dream of foreign land _
_ _ When [F] you pissed yourself in Frankfurt and got sipped on in Cologne
And you heard [Bb] the rattling death [C] trains as you lay there [F] all alone
Frank Ryan bought you whiskey and a brothel in Madrid
And you picked some fucking black shirt who [C] was cursing all the youths
[F] And a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair
Then _ _ _ _ [C]
in [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ the Euston [C] Tavern you screamed [F] it was your shelf
But they wouldn't [Bb] give you service [D] so you kicked the [F] windows out
They took you out and turned it straight and kicked you in the brains
[Bb] So you walked back in through a bolted door [C] and did it all again
[F] But a sick bit of Cologne will nail and say a prayer
For the ghosts are rattling at the [C] door and the devil's [F] in the chair
You
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ remember that [Dm] foul evening _ [C] when you heard the [Dm] banshee's howl
[C] There was lazy [Dm] drunken bastards [F] singing Billy [C] in the Bell
_ They took you [Dm] up to midnight [C] mass, left you in the [Dm] lurch
[C] So you dropped a button [Dm] in the plate [Am] and screwed up in the church _
_ _ [F] Now you sing [Bb] a song of [C] liberty from blacks [F] and packs of jocks
And I'll take you [Bb] from this dump [D] you're in and stick you [F] in a box
Then I'll take you to the fire and shove you in the ground
[Bb] But you stick your head back out and shut [C] we'll have another round
[F] I think I saw that Cologne when they are round and bright
And God is in his heaven [C] and Freddy's down [F] by the fire
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[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _