Me Old Howth Gun Lyrics And Chords

Recorded by Danny Doyle with guitar chords by Marc Fahrbach. A Howth gun was a refile used by the Irish volunteers during the 1916 rising in Dublin. It was an awkward weapon and overheated after firing several rounds.

For Danny Doyle’s version use capo on 1st fret
 
Intro: Play a coule of D-chords
 
1. There is (D)sorrow in my (G)heart
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun.
That we lately had to (Bm)part
O me (A)old Howth gun.
In (G)Ireland's day of (D)need,
Ah you (G)proved a friend in(Bm)deed - Bm
When you (D)made the bullet (G)speed
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun. - D
 
2. I was (D)glad when you were (G)near
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun.
For the foeman did I (Bm)fear
O me (A)old Howth gun.
When your (G)bark and bitter (D)bite
Put the (G)Saxon course to (Bm)flight - Bm
And he (D)didn't stop to (G)fight
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun. - D
 
3. O how (D)glorious was your (G)feel
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun.
When you made the Saxon (Bm)reel
O me (A)old Howth gun.
When the (G)Lancers trimmin’ (D)neat
Came chargin (G)down O'Connell (Bm)Street - Bm
And they (D)beat a grim re(G)treat
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun. - D
 
4. O the (D)parting it was (G)sore
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun.
Shall I ne'er see you no (Bm)more
O me (A)old Howth gun.
There is (G)glorious hopes that (D)we
Could have (G)set old Ireland (Bm)free - Bm
But now your (D)parted far from (G)me
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun. - D
 
5. O the (D)day will surely (G)come
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun.
When I'll join the fightin' (Bm)men
O me (A)old Howth gun.
In some (G)brave determined (D)band          (Spoken in Danny Doyle’s version)
I shall (G)surely take my (Bm)stand   - Bm    (Spoken in Danny Doyle’s version)
For the (D)freedom of our (G)land
O me (A)old Howth (D)gun. - G - D - G - D  ... (Fading)

Song Lyrics Without The Chords

There is sorrow in my heart
O me old Howth gun.
That we lately had to part
O me old Howth gun.
In Ireland’s day of need,
Ah you proved a friend indeed
When you made the bullets speed
O me old Howth gun

I was glad when you were near
O me old Howth gun.
For the foeman did I fear
O me old Howth gun.
When your bark and bitter bite
Put the Saxon course to flight
And he didn’t stop to fight
O me old Howth gun

O how glorious was your feel
O me old Howth gun.
When you made the Saxon reel
O me old Howth gun
When the Lancers trimmin’ neat
Came chargin down O’Connell Street
And they beat a grim retreat
O me old Howth gun

O the parting it was sore
O me old Howth gun.
Shall I ne’er see you no more
O me old Howth gun.
There is glorious hopes that we
Could have set old Ireland free
But now your parted far from me
O me old Howth gun

O the day will surely come
O me old Howth gun.
When I’ll join the fightin’ men
O me old Howth gun
In some brave determined band
I shall surely take my stand
For the freedom of our land
O me old Howth gun