The Garda Car Song Lyrics Guitar Chords by Seamus Moore
A song about getting stopped by a Garda / Police car for drink / drunkin' driving. The guitar chords fit the YouTube version by Seamus Moore, written by Kevin Beale. The guitar work is by Marc Fahrbach. This song is a warning to ballad singers never to have a few pints during a gig. The youtube video is of Seamus Moore.
Come (G)all you lads and lassies and (C)listen to my sad tale
And I'll tell to you what (G)happened to me one night down in Kin(D)sale
It (G)being the summer season I (C)found myself a job
Singing ballads (G)in a bar to make a couple of (D)bob
I'd been (G)doing a bit of a stint, me boys down (C)in the Folk House bar
Little did I know that (G)night in town (D)was the Garda (G)car -D
Chorus:
(D)Oh, - they're (G)baggin' 'em in Killkenny, in (C)Dublin and Kindare
Cork and Tip(G)perary, Donegal and (D)Clare
No (G)matter where you come from, no (C)matter who you are
You man who likes his (G)porter, be(D)ware of the Garda (G)Car!
And (G)when the gig was over and me (C)gear all packed away
Says I, I'll have one (G)for the road, then leave without de(D)lay
But a(G)las! That was the one I fear that (C)caused me my downfall
But how was I to (G)know me fate? Sure I didn't have a clue at (D)all
When (G)I had donned me cap and coat and (C)drank down my last jar
The barman's final (G)comment was, "Be(D)ware of the Garda (G)Car.” -D
Chorus
I was (G)just about to leave for home when (C)much to my dismay
A Garda car with (G)flashing lights came up and barred me (D)way
Says (G)he, have you drink taken? Says (C)I, a small amount
Says he, would that be (G)five or six? Says I, I never (D)count
He (G)made me blow into the bag, saying, to(C)night you've gone too far!
And to the station (G)I was taken in the (D)back of the Garda (G)Car -D
Chorus
Now the (G)doctor he was sent for, looking (C)tired and distressed
Through bleary eyes he (G)asked me, would I mind a urine (D)test
Says (G)I, I like things private when I (C)answer nature's call
But that request was (G)soon shot down I had to bare it (D)all
Oh! what a (G)terrible indignation to (C)take a thing so far
And I wished that they could (G)go to hell, a(D)long with th' oul' Garda (G)Car -D
Chorus
Now (G)I've been law-abidin' since the (C)day that I was born
But this terrible legis(G)lation! I view it now with (D)scorn
There's (G)trickies and there's hooflers who (C)breaks laws every day
But they can't be caught (G)easily and they get clean a(D)way
(G)I've tried every means I know to a(C)void the social scar
But there is no way you'll (G)get fair play from the (D)boys in the Garda (G)Car
Chorus
Alternative Chorus:
(D)Oh - they're (G)baggin' 'em in Berehaven, Kil(C)brittain and Kinsale
The Fivemile and Bel(G)gooly, the story's much the (D)same
No (G)matter where you come from, no (C)matter where you are
If you're a man that likes his (G)porter, be(D)ware of the Garda (G)Car!
And I'll tell to you what (G)happened to me one night down in Kin(D)sale
It (G)being the summer season I (C)found myself a job
Singing ballads (G)in a bar to make a couple of (D)bob
I'd been (G)doing a bit of a stint, me boys down (C)in the Folk House bar
Little did I know that (G)night in town (D)was the Garda (G)car -D
Chorus:
(D)Oh, - they're (G)baggin' 'em in Killkenny, in (C)Dublin and Kindare
Cork and Tip(G)perary, Donegal and (D)Clare
No (G)matter where you come from, no (C)matter who you are
You man who likes his (G)porter, be(D)ware of the Garda (G)Car!
And (G)when the gig was over and me (C)gear all packed away
Says I, I'll have one (G)for the road, then leave without de(D)lay
But a(G)las! That was the one I fear that (C)caused me my downfall
But how was I to (G)know me fate? Sure I didn't have a clue at (D)all
When (G)I had donned me cap and coat and (C)drank down my last jar
The barman's final (G)comment was, "Be(D)ware of the Garda (G)Car.” -D
Chorus
I was (G)just about to leave for home when (C)much to my dismay
A Garda car with (G)flashing lights came up and barred me (D)way
Says (G)he, have you drink taken? Says (C)I, a small amount
Says he, would that be (G)five or six? Says I, I never (D)count
He (G)made me blow into the bag, saying, to(C)night you've gone too far!
And to the station (G)I was taken in the (D)back of the Garda (G)Car -D
Chorus
Now the (G)doctor he was sent for, looking (C)tired and distressed
Through bleary eyes he (G)asked me, would I mind a urine (D)test
Says (G)I, I like things private when I (C)answer nature's call
But that request was (G)soon shot down I had to bare it (D)all
Oh! what a (G)terrible indignation to (C)take a thing so far
And I wished that they could (G)go to hell, a(D)long with th' oul' Garda (G)Car -D
Chorus
Now (G)I've been law-abidin' since the (C)day that I was born
But this terrible legis(G)lation! I view it now with (D)scorn
There's (G)trickies and there's hooflers who (C)breaks laws every day
But they can't be caught (G)easily and they get clean a(D)way
(G)I've tried every means I know to a(C)void the social scar
But there is no way you'll (G)get fair play from the (D)boys in the Garda (G)Car
Chorus
Alternative Chorus:
(D)Oh - they're (G)baggin' 'em in Berehaven, Kil(C)brittain and Kinsale
The Fivemile and Bel(G)gooly, the story's much the (D)same
No (G)matter where you come from, no (C)matter where you are
If you're a man that likes his (G)porter, be(D)ware of the Garda (G)Car!
Seamus Moore Photo - The Garda Car
