Foolish Old Man Lyrics And Chords By The Irish Rovers
(Gordon Bok, 1969) 3/4 Use a capo on the 1st fret to play along to the Irish Rovers an their album Tall Ships & Salty Dogs.
Intro: D-D-G-G D-A-D-D
When the (D)wind’s a(Bm)way and the (Em)wave’s a(A)way
That (F#m)grazy old (Bm)fool will go (G)down on the (A)bay
(D)Dodging the ledges and (G)setting his (Em)gear – G
And come (D)back when the (A)wind drives him (D)in. – D
He (G)knows full well the (D)fishing is done
His (G)credit’s all gone and the (D)winter is (A)come. – A
But (D)sure as the (Bm)tide will (Em)rise and (G)run – G
He’ll go (D)back on the (A)bay a(D)gain. – D
D-A-D-D
When the (D)snow is (Bm)down on the (Em)western (A)bay
That (F#m)fool will go (Bm)running (G)Fiddler’s (A)Ground
(D)Howling his gear in the (G)trough of the (Em)sea – G
As (D)if he’d no (A)mind of his (D)own. – D
His (G)father is gone and his (D)brothers are gone
And (G)still he goes down on the (D)dark of the (A)moon. – A
(D)Rowing the (Bm)dory and (Em)setting the (G)twine – G
And it (D)won’t even (A)pay for his (D)time. – D
D-A-D-D
When the (D)wind’s a(Bm)way and the (Em)wave’s a(A)way
Our (F#m)children go (Bm)down on the (G)morning (A)sun
(D)Rowing their little boats (G)out on the (Em)tide – G
And they’ll (D)follow their (A)foolish old (D)man. – D
Well you (G)blind old fool your (D)children are gone
And you (G)never would tell them the (D)fishing was (A)done. – A
Their (D)days were (Bm)numbered, the (Em)day they were (G)born – G
The (D)same as their (A)foolish old (G)man. – G-D-A-G
When the (D)wind’s a(Bm)way and the (Em)wave’s a(A)way
That (F#m)grazy old (Bm)fool will go (G)down on the (A)bay
(D)Dodging the ledges and (G)setting his (Em)gear – G
And come (D)back when the (A)wind drives him (D)in. – D
He (G)knows full well the (D)fishing is done
His (G)credit’s all gone and the (D)winter is (A)come. – A
But (D)sure as the (Bm)tide will (Em)rise and (G)run – G
He’ll go (D)back on the (A)bay a(D)gain. – D
D-A-D-D
When the (D)snow is (Bm)down on the (Em)western (A)bay
That (F#m)fool will go (Bm)running (G)Fiddler’s (A)Ground
(D)Howling his gear in the (G)trough of the (Em)sea – G
As (D)if he’d no (A)mind of his (D)own. – D
His (G)father is gone and his (D)brothers are gone
And (G)still he goes down on the (D)dark of the (A)moon. – A
(D)Rowing the (Bm)dory and (Em)setting the (G)twine – G
And it (D)won’t even (A)pay for his (D)time. – D
D-A-D-D
When the (D)wind’s a(Bm)way and the (Em)wave’s a(A)way
Our (F#m)children go (Bm)down on the (G)morning (A)sun
(D)Rowing their little boats (G)out on the (Em)tide – G
And they’ll (D)follow their (A)foolish old (D)man. – D
Well you (G)blind old fool your (D)children are gone
And you (G)never would tell them the (D)fishing was (A)done. – A
Their (D)days were (Bm)numbered, the (Em)day they were (G)born – G
The (D)same as their (A)foolish old (G)man. – G-D-A-G
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