Arthur McBride lyrics and chords
The guitar tabs are included including a version in CGDA tuning. Christy Moore and Planxty recorded this old folk song.
Traditional. This one goes back to 1840s and was recorded by Planxty , Paul Brady and Bob Dylan. The first version is by Andy Irvine with Planxty. all the other versions of the song are included here. The sheet music is below. thanks to Marc Fahrbach for the guitar chords [ in chordpro ] for the planxty version. The ukulele chords are included. Back to the folk songs of Christy Moore .
Traditional. This one goes back to 1840s and was recorded by Planxty , Paul Brady and Bob Dylan. The first version is by Andy Irvine with Planxty. all the other versions of the song are included here. The sheet music is below. thanks to Marc Fahrbach for the guitar chords [ in chordpro ] for the planxty version. The ukulele chords are included. Back to the folk songs of Christy Moore .
[D]I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride
he and[G] I took a[D] stroll down[Em] by the sea[G]side a[D] seeking good fortune and what might the[Bm] tide it was[D] just as the[Em] day was a[G] dawn[A]ing And[D] after we rested we[G] went on a[D] tramp we[G] met Seargeant[D] Napper and [Em]Corporal [G]Cramp and a[D little wee drummer who[Bm] beat up our camp with his[A] rowdy dou[G] dou in the mor[D]ning He said my young fellows if you will enlist a guinea you quickly shall have in your fist and besides a crown for to kick up the dust and drink the King's health in the morning but had we been such fools as to take the advance the wee bit of money we'd have to run chance do you think it no scruples for to send us to France where we would be killed in the morning He says my young fellows if I hear but one word instantly now will out with my sword and into your bodies as strength might afford so now me gay devils take warning but Arthur and I we soon took the odds and we gave them no chance for to draw out their swords our wacking shillelaghs came over their heads and paid them right smart in the morning As for the wee drummer we rifled his pouch and we made a football of his rowdy dou dou and into the ocean for to rock and to roll and barring the day its returning as for the ould rapier that hung by his side we flung as far as we could in the tide To the divil I pitch you says Arthur McBride to temper your edge in the morning. I (C)had a first cousin called Arthur McBride,
He and (F)I took a (C)stroll down (Dm)by the sea(F)side A-(C)seeking good fortune and (F)what might be(C)tide, T'was just as the (Dm)day was a-(F)daw(G)ning And then (C)after resting we (F)both took a (C)tramp, We (F)met seargent (C)Harper and (Dm)corporal (F)Cramp Be(C)sides the wee drummer who beat up for camp With his rowdy-dow-(G)dow in the (C)morning He says 'My young fellows, if you will enlist, a Guinee you quickly will have in your fist Besides a Crown for to kick up the dust And drink the King's health in the morning' Had we been such fools as to take the advance The wee bit of money we’d have to run chance ‚Do ye think it no sruples for to send us to France Where we would be killed in the morning ‚’ He says 'My young fellows, if I hear but one word, I instantly now will out with my sword And into your bodies as strength will afford, So now, my gay devils, take warning' But Arthur and I we took in the odds, We gave them no chance to launge out their swords Our whacking shillelaghs came over their heads And paid them right smart in the morning As for the young drummer we rifled his pouch And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow And into the ocean to rock and to roll And bade it a tedious returning As for the old rapier that hung by his side We flung it as far as we could in the tide To the devil I pit you, says Arthur McBride To temper your steel in the morning. |
Long Version in G
I (G)had a first cousin called Arthur McBride He and (C)I took a (G)stroll down (Am)by the sea(C)side; (G)Seeking good fortune and (C)what might be(G)tide It was just as the (Am)day was a'(C)daw(D)nin' And (G)after restin' we (C)both took a (G)tramp We (C)met Sergeant (G)Harper and (Am)Corporal (C)Cramp Be(G)sides the wee drummer who beat up the camp With his row-dee-(D)dow-dow in the (G)morning He says my young fellows if you will enlist A guinea you quickly will have in your fist Besides a crown for to kick up the dust And drink the King's health in the morning For a soldier he leads a very fine life He always is blessed with a charming young wife And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife And always lives happy and charming And a soldier he always is decent and clean In the finest of garments he's constantly seen While other poor fellows go dirty and mean And sup on thin gruel in the morning Says Arthur, I wouldn't be proud of your clothes You've only the lend of them as I suppose And you dare not change them one night or you know If you do you'll be flogged in the morning And although we are single and free We take great delight in our own company And we have no desire strange countries to see Although your offer is charming And we have no desire to take your advance All hazards and danger we barter on chance and you'd have no scruples to send us to France Where we would be shot without warning And now says the sergeant, if I hear but one word I'll instantly now will out with my sword And into your bodies as strength will afford So now my gay devils take warning But Arthur and I we took the odds We gave them no chance to launch out their swords Whacking shillelaghs came over their heads And paid them right smart in the morning As for the wee drummer, we rifled his pow And made a football of his row-do-dow-dow Into the ocean to rock and to roll And bade it a tedious returnin' As for the old rapier that hung by his side We flung it as far as we could in the tide To the Devil I pitch you, says Arthur McBride To temper your steel in the morning |
Arthur McBride tenor guitar tab in CGDA
And below is the standard guitar tab in G Major.