Chords for Transit Van
Tempo:
91.9 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
F#m
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E]
[A] Margaret [D] Hatcher talking on TV, looks so sincere as she [A] says to me,
There'd be no [D] one in Climondiffe, you all use the best of [A] initiative.
[F#m] I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says I, I'll take her [A] at her word.
[F#m] Got a loan from a [D] creditor, the union man, [A] and bought meself a transit van.
My next step up [D] the ladder now, I bought meself an old [A] fat sow.
Crossed the border quite legally, collected the common market subsidies.
[F#m] Signed all the forms, [D] handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sows back home again.
[F#m] Ten times a day [D] I'd work this plan, [A] meself and the sow on the transit van.
Travel sickness the sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify.
Took all me [D] money from the biscuit tin, filled [D] the van to the roof with whisky [A] and gin.
[F#m] Around the [D] sow'd me wares, I'd sell in public houses [F#m] and hotels.
There was never a guard or a customs man, put his nose [E] inside a transit [A] van.
At festivals [D] and flas and fairs, if the crack was good you'd [A] find me there.
At all big [D] matches in Croke Park, and I danced with Springsteen [A] in the dark.
[F#m] I'd barred with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, I danced on the streets around [A] Littstow.
[F#m] Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, so well away from the [A] transit van.
It'd been [D] Lent and the drink rates low, I'd change to carry in [A] video.
While on the road to Ballybay, put the customs roadblock on me way.
[F#m] The face of Arnder [D] I got her torn, [A] the engine roared and the tyres burned.
[F#m] Bike patrol [D] carfully, man, [A] we're in hot pursuit of the transit van.
Through Clontebury I did go, I was heading for the county mayor.
Round the [D] corner I hissed a dock, went [D] over the ditch, [A] landed in a bog.
[F#m] I sat on the bank, [D] watched all I owned, [A] singing in a buckhole like a thorn.
She [F#m] was lying on the roof with the [D] wheel still turning, and the stereo [E] playing Daniel [A] O'Donnell.
Now I'm [D] back where I first began, no job, no money, but [A] I've a plan.
There's a girl [D] down in Mullingar, she can hold me future [A] in her hand.
[F#m] She doesn't [D] look like a film star, but she's been telling me [F#m] about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, [A] but he has two thousand transit van.
The Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce [A] car, her son [E] Charlie has a Jaguar.
[A] But when the Pope came [D] to Ireland, like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van.
[D]
[A] Margaret [D] Hatcher talking on TV, looks so sincere as she [A] says to me,
There'd be no [D] one in Climondiffe, you all use the best of [A] initiative.
[F#m] I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says I, I'll take her [A] at her word.
[F#m] Got a loan from a [D] creditor, the union man, [A] and bought meself a transit van.
My next step up [D] the ladder now, I bought meself an old [A] fat sow.
Crossed the border quite legally, collected the common market subsidies.
[F#m] Signed all the forms, [D] handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sows back home again.
[F#m] Ten times a day [D] I'd work this plan, [A] meself and the sow on the transit van.
Travel sickness the sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify.
Took all me [D] money from the biscuit tin, filled [D] the van to the roof with whisky [A] and gin.
[F#m] Around the [D] sow'd me wares, I'd sell in public houses [F#m] and hotels.
There was never a guard or a customs man, put his nose [E] inside a transit [A] van.
At festivals [D] and flas and fairs, if the crack was good you'd [A] find me there.
At all big [D] matches in Croke Park, and I danced with Springsteen [A] in the dark.
[F#m] I'd barred with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, I danced on the streets around [A] Littstow.
[F#m] Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, so well away from the [A] transit van.
It'd been [D] Lent and the drink rates low, I'd change to carry in [A] video.
While on the road to Ballybay, put the customs roadblock on me way.
[F#m] The face of Arnder [D] I got her torn, [A] the engine roared and the tyres burned.
[F#m] Bike patrol [D] carfully, man, [A] we're in hot pursuit of the transit van.
Through Clontebury I did go, I was heading for the county mayor.
Round the [D] corner I hissed a dock, went [D] over the ditch, [A] landed in a bog.
[F#m] I sat on the bank, [D] watched all I owned, [A] singing in a buckhole like a thorn.
She [F#m] was lying on the roof with the [D] wheel still turning, and the stereo [E] playing Daniel [A] O'Donnell.
Now I'm [D] back where I first began, no job, no money, but [A] I've a plan.
There's a girl [D] down in Mullingar, she can hold me future [A] in her hand.
[F#m] She doesn't [D] look like a film star, but she's been telling me [F#m] about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, [A] but he has two thousand transit van.
The Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce [A] car, her son [E] Charlie has a Jaguar.
[A] But when the Pope came [D] to Ireland, like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van.
[D]
Key:
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F#m
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F#m
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ Margaret [D] Hatcher talking on TV, looks so sincere as she [A] says to me,
_ There'd be no [D] one in Climondiffe, you all use the best of [A] initiative. _ _
[F#m] I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says I, I'll take her [A] at her word.
[F#m] Got a loan from a [D] creditor, the union man, [A] and bought meself a transit van.
_ My next step up [D] the ladder now, I bought meself an old [A] fat sow. _
_ Crossed the border quite legally, collected the common market subsidies.
_ _ [F#m] Signed all the forms, [D] handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sows back home again.
[F#m] Ten times a day [D] I'd work this plan, _ [A] meself and the sow on the transit van. _ _
Travel sickness the sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify.
_ _ Took all me [D] money from the biscuit tin, filled [D] the van to the roof with whisky [A] and gin.
_ _ [F#m] Around the [D] sow'd me wares, I'd sell in public houses [F#m] and hotels.
There was never a guard or a customs man, put his nose [E] inside a transit [A] van.
At festivals [D] and flas and fairs, if the crack was good you'd [A] find me there.
_ At all big [D] matches in Croke Park, and I danced with Springsteen [A] in the dark. _
[F#m] I'd barred with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, I danced on the streets around [A] Littstow.
[F#m] Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, so well away from the [A] transit van.
_ _ It'd been [D] Lent and the drink rates low, I'd change to carry in [A] video. _ _
While on the road to Ballybay, put the customs roadblock on me way.
_ _ [F#m] The face of Arnder [D] I got her torn, [A] the engine roared and the tyres burned.
[F#m] Bike patrol [D] carfully, man, _ [A] we're in hot pursuit of the transit van. _ _
Through Clontebury I did go, I was heading for the county mayor.
_ _ Round the [D] corner I hissed a dock, went [D] over the ditch, [A] landed in a bog.
_ [F#m] I sat on the bank, [D] watched all I owned, [A] singing in a buckhole like a thorn.
She [F#m] was lying on the roof with the [D] wheel still turning, and the stereo [E] playing Daniel [A] O'Donnell.
_ _ Now I'm [D] back where I first began, no job, no money, but [A] I've a plan.
_ There's a girl [D] down in Mullingar, she can hold me future [A] in her hand. _
[F#m] She doesn't [D] look like a film star, but she's been telling me [F#m] about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, [A] but he has two thousand transit van.
The _ Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce [A] car, her son [E] Charlie has a Jaguar. _
[A] But when the Pope came [D] to Ireland, _ _ _ like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ Margaret [D] Hatcher talking on TV, looks so sincere as she [A] says to me,
_ There'd be no [D] one in Climondiffe, you all use the best of [A] initiative. _ _
[F#m] I was on the [D] dole, I was broken-born, says I, I'll take her [A] at her word.
[F#m] Got a loan from a [D] creditor, the union man, [A] and bought meself a transit van.
_ My next step up [D] the ladder now, I bought meself an old [A] fat sow. _
_ Crossed the border quite legally, collected the common market subsidies.
_ _ [F#m] Signed all the forms, [D] handed back the pen, [A] smuggled the sows back home again.
[F#m] Ten times a day [D] I'd work this plan, _ [A] meself and the sow on the transit van. _ _
Travel sickness the sow picked up, says I, it's time to diversify.
_ _ Took all me [D] money from the biscuit tin, filled [D] the van to the roof with whisky [A] and gin.
_ _ [F#m] Around the [D] sow'd me wares, I'd sell in public houses [F#m] and hotels.
There was never a guard or a customs man, put his nose [E] inside a transit [A] van.
At festivals [D] and flas and fairs, if the crack was good you'd [A] find me there.
_ At all big [D] matches in Croke Park, and I danced with Springsteen [A] in the dark. _
[F#m] I'd barred with the [D] tinkers in Ballinasloe, I danced on the streets around [A] Littstow.
[F#m] Mothers had [D] their daughters warned, so well away from the [A] transit van.
_ _ It'd been [D] Lent and the drink rates low, I'd change to carry in [A] video. _ _
While on the road to Ballybay, put the customs roadblock on me way.
_ _ [F#m] The face of Arnder [D] I got her torn, [A] the engine roared and the tyres burned.
[F#m] Bike patrol [D] carfully, man, _ [A] we're in hot pursuit of the transit van. _ _
Through Clontebury I did go, I was heading for the county mayor.
_ _ Round the [D] corner I hissed a dock, went [D] over the ditch, [A] landed in a bog.
_ [F#m] I sat on the bank, [D] watched all I owned, [A] singing in a buckhole like a thorn.
She [F#m] was lying on the roof with the [D] wheel still turning, and the stereo [E] playing Daniel [A] O'Donnell.
_ _ Now I'm [D] back where I first began, no job, no money, but [A] I've a plan.
_ There's a girl [D] down in Mullingar, she can hold me future [A] in her hand. _
[F#m] She doesn't [D] look like a film star, but she's been telling me [F#m] about her dad.
He has no [D] property or land, [A] but he has two thousand transit van.
The _ Queen of [D] England drives a Rolls Royce [A] car, her son [E] Charlie has a Jaguar. _
[A] But when the Pope came [D] to Ireland, _ _ _ like meself, [A] he drove around in [E] a transit [A] van. _ _ _
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