Key: G major
Verse 1
Em
G
But first I had to brave
D
G
that feckin' man -killin' Irish sea
I got on a boat,
C
G
didn't know if it would float
C
G
Jeez Loic, it really should
That twelve -foot piece
Em
G
It had cracks and splinters,
G
C
D
I was in between two shores
G
D
If this feckin' boat doesn't kill me first
C
G
I would never puke on that tub
C
G
Cause I had a folded fifty pound note,
C
D
then maybe for my wreath
G
D
I'm going in style to the Emerald Isle
D
G
and a bouquet of oil
from the sailing vessel
Em
G
Gonna sit on me soaking arse all day,
D
G
Guinness, Pooching,
Public House, Abernation
Em
G
But you'd better keep a
D
Em
beady eye on your cello
G
D
With me good suit on and
my woolen socks
D
G
they now chaperone my box
Ireland bit my arsehole,
C
G
and to this I must concede
C
G
She done me over proper,
Em
G
I blame the drink, the weather
D
G
and that plate of pickled coo
Em
G
This is the feckin' N -O -A -O,
D
G
And not the drunken blunder.
D
G
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsG D Em C
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