Roddy McCorley lyrics and guitar chords
Recorded by The Clancys And Tommy Makem also by Shane MacGowan and The Popes and The Dubliners. The first version is in the key of G' and the second in the key of C' which was worked out by Marc Fahrbach who has included more chords and chord changes which makes the song sound more interesting from a guitar players prospective. The video is of The Dubliners with Ciarán Bourke singing.
O [G] see the fleet-foot host of men, who [C] march with faces [G] drawn,
From farmstead and from [C] fishers' [G] cot, a[A7]long the [Am] banks of [D7] Ban;
They [G] come with vengeance [C] in their [G] eyes. Too [A7] late! Too [Am] late are [D7] they,
For young [G] Roddy McCorley goes to die on the [C] bridge of Toome to[G]day.
Oh Ireland, Mother Ireland, you love them still the best.
The fearless brave who fighting fall upon your hapless breast,
But never a one of all your dead more bravely fell in fray,
Than he who marches to his fate on the bridge of Toome today.
Up the narrow street he stepped, so smiling, proud and young.
About the hemp-rope on his neck, the golden ringlets clung;
There's ne'er a tear in his blue eyes, fearless and brave are they,
As young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today.
When last this narrow street he trod, his shining pike in hand.
Behind him marched, in grim array, a earnest stalwart band.
To Antrim town! To Antrim town, he led them to the fray,
But young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today.
The grey coat and its sash of green were brave and stainless then.
A banner flashed beneath the sun over the marching men;
The coat hath many a rent this noon, the sash is torn away,
And Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today.
Oh, how his pike flashed in the sun! Then found a foeman's heart.
Through furious fight, and heavy odds he bore a true man's part.
And many a red-coat bit the dust before his keen pike-play,
But Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today.
There's never a one of all your dead more bravely died in fray
Than he who marches to his fate in Toomebridge town today;
True to the last! True to the last, he treads the upwards way,
And young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today.
Alternative first two lines in the last verse,
"Because he loved his Motherland, because he loved the green"
"He goes to meet the martyrs fate, with proud and joyous mien"
RODDY McCORLEY 4/4
O (C)see the (G)fleet-foot (C)host of (Am)men, who (F)speed with (G)faces (C)wan,
From farmstead (C7)and from (F)fishers' (G)cot, a(Am)long the (Dm)banks of (G)Ban;(G7)
They (C)come with (C7)vengeance (F)in their (G)eyes. Too (Am)late! Too (Dm)ate are (G) they,(G7)
For young (C)Roddy Mc(G)Corley (C)goes to (Am)die on the (F)bridge of (G)Toome to(C)day.
(C)Up the (G)narrow (C)street he (Am)stepped, (F)smiling, (G)proud and (C)young.
About the (C7)hemp-rope (F)on his (G)neck, the (Am)golden (Dm)ringlets (G)clung;(G7)
There's (C)ne'er a (C7)tear in (F)his blue (G)eyes, both (Am)bright and (Dm)sad are (G)they,(G7)
As young (C)Roddy Mc(G)Corley (C)goes to (Am)die on the (F)bridge of (G)Toome to(C)day.
(C)When he (G)last stepped (C)up this (Am)street his (F)shining (G)pike in (C)hand.
Behind him (C7)marched, in (F)grim a(G)rray, a (Am)stalwart (Dm)earnest (G)band.(G7)
For (C)Antrim (C7)town! For (F)Antrim (G)town, he (Am)led them (Dm)to the (G)fray,(G7)
Now young (C)Roddy Mc(G)Corley (C)goes to (Am)die on the (F)bridge of (G)Toome to(C)day
There's (C)never a (G)one of (C)all your (Am)dead more (F)bravely (G)fell in (C)fray
Than he who (C7)marches (F)to his (G)fate on the (Am)bridge of (Dm)toom to(G)day;(G7)
True (C)to the (C7)last! True (F)to the l(G)ast, he (Am)treads the up(Dm)wards (G)way,(G7)
And young (C)Roddy Mc(G)Corley (C)goes to (Am)die on the (F)bridge of (G)Toome to(C)day