The Rake Lyrics And Chords by The Irish Rovers
3/4 guitar timing. The lyrics and chords fit the Irish Rovers’ from their album ‚Another Round’ (2002).
Use a capo on the 5th fret to change the key to D minor.
Intro: Am-Am-C-F C-G-Em-G Am-Am-C-F C-G-Am-Am. The couple of words As Gaelige may not be translated the way they should be, if you are a fluent Irish speaker perhaps you could help with the translation ?. Chords arranged by Marc. The song is about a man from Co. Tyrone who spends his money in the pub drinking beer and whiskey and playing his fiddle. There's so man folk songs with the same theme running through them, the most famous is Whiskey In The Jar [ Lyrics And Chords ] but believe me there's hundred more.
Use a capo on the 5th fret to change the key to D minor.
Intro: Am-Am-C-F C-G-Em-G Am-Am-C-F C-G-Am-Am. The couple of words As Gaelige may not be translated the way they should be, if you are a fluent Irish speaker perhaps you could help with the translation ?. Chords arranged by Marc. The song is about a man from Co. Tyrone who spends his money in the pub drinking beer and whiskey and playing his fiddle. There's so man folk songs with the same theme running through them, the most famous is Whiskey In The Jar [ Lyrics And Chords ] but believe me there's hundred more.
I (Am)am a young fellow from the (C)County Ty(F)rone,
In the (C)town of Stra(G)bane shur I'm (Em)very well (G)known,
For (Am)down to the alehouse I'm (C)frequently (F)goin',
With (C)Kitty and (G)Ginny and (Am)Mary.
My (Am)father rebuked me for (C)being such a rake,
And for (Am)spending me (G)money on whiskey and cakes,
But the (Am)lassies are sweet and it's (C)all for their (F)sakes,
And it (C)keeps me light(G)hearted and (Am)merry.
Chorus
I'll (Am)eat when I'm (C)hungry, I'll (Em)drink when I'm (G)dry,
I will (Am)court all the (G)lassies or at (Em)least I will (G)try,
And I'll (Am)never conform 'til the (C)day that I (F)die,
Agus (C)fagaimid (G)suid mar a(Am)tá sé
Bridge: C-G-Am-(G-Am)
If I (Am)chance for to wander on (C)down to the (F)fair,
All the (C)lassies all a(G)round me do (Em)flock on the (G)square,
I'll (Am)pull out me fiddle and (C)play an auld (F)air,
And (C)soon we're all (G)off on the (Am)spree.
There's (Am)Peggy and Jane from the (C)banks of Loch Nee,
There's (Am)Kitty and (G)Molly down Dungannon Way,
And there's a(Am)nother one from Cookstown who (C)makes me head (F)sway,
Such a (C)fuss they all (G)make over (Am)me.
Chorus + Bridge
To (Am)quarrel for riches I (C)ne'er was in(F)clined,
For the (C)greatest of (G)misers must (Em)leave them be(G)hind,
So me (Am)money I spend with no (C)thought in me (F)mind,
But to (C)kick up our (G)heels and car(Am)rouse.
For the (Am)rich never spend any (C)gold of their own,
Sure they (Am)hold it a(G)way like a dog and it's bone,
But they (Am)end on their back among (C)nettles and (F)stones,
And I (C)hear there're no (G)pockets in (Am)shrouds.
Chorus
Instrumental full verse
Now (Am)some say I'm foolish and (C)some say I'm (F)wise,
For (C)loving the (G)women and the (Em)whiskey like(G)wise,
But the (Am)son of King David had (C)ten hundred (F)wives,
And (C)his wisdom was (G)highly re(Am)garded!
So I'll (Am)call for the lassies and (C)ask them to wed,
And we'll (Am)all be con(G)tent in the one marriage bed,
While the (Am)rich count their gold we'll count (C)children in(F)stead,
And we'll (C)raise them up (G)true and stout-(Am)hearted.
Chorus
Repeat: Agus (C)fagaimid (G)suid mar a(Am)ta se
Outro: Am-Am-C-F C-G-Em-G Am-Am-C-F C-G-Am-Am
In the (C)town of Stra(G)bane shur I'm (Em)very well (G)known,
For (Am)down to the alehouse I'm (C)frequently (F)goin',
With (C)Kitty and (G)Ginny and (Am)Mary.
My (Am)father rebuked me for (C)being such a rake,
And for (Am)spending me (G)money on whiskey and cakes,
But the (Am)lassies are sweet and it's (C)all for their (F)sakes,
And it (C)keeps me light(G)hearted and (Am)merry.
Chorus
I'll (Am)eat when I'm (C)hungry, I'll (Em)drink when I'm (G)dry,
I will (Am)court all the (G)lassies or at (Em)least I will (G)try,
And I'll (Am)never conform 'til the (C)day that I (F)die,
Agus (C)fagaimid (G)suid mar a(Am)tá sé
Bridge: C-G-Am-(G-Am)
If I (Am)chance for to wander on (C)down to the (F)fair,
All the (C)lassies all a(G)round me do (Em)flock on the (G)square,
I'll (Am)pull out me fiddle and (C)play an auld (F)air,
And (C)soon we're all (G)off on the (Am)spree.
There's (Am)Peggy and Jane from the (C)banks of Loch Nee,
There's (Am)Kitty and (G)Molly down Dungannon Way,
And there's a(Am)nother one from Cookstown who (C)makes me head (F)sway,
Such a (C)fuss they all (G)make over (Am)me.
Chorus + Bridge
To (Am)quarrel for riches I (C)ne'er was in(F)clined,
For the (C)greatest of (G)misers must (Em)leave them be(G)hind,
So me (Am)money I spend with no (C)thought in me (F)mind,
But to (C)kick up our (G)heels and car(Am)rouse.
For the (Am)rich never spend any (C)gold of their own,
Sure they (Am)hold it a(G)way like a dog and it's bone,
But they (Am)end on their back among (C)nettles and (F)stones,
And I (C)hear there're no (G)pockets in (Am)shrouds.
Chorus
Instrumental full verse
Now (Am)some say I'm foolish and (C)some say I'm (F)wise,
For (C)loving the (G)women and the (Em)whiskey like(G)wise,
But the (Am)son of King David had (C)ten hundred (F)wives,
And (C)his wisdom was (G)highly re(Am)garded!
So I'll (Am)call for the lassies and (C)ask them to wed,
And we'll (Am)all be con(G)tent in the one marriage bed,
While the (Am)rich count their gold we'll count (C)children in(F)stead,
And we'll (C)raise them up (G)true and stout-(Am)hearted.
Chorus
Repeat: Agus (C)fagaimid (G)suid mar a(Am)ta se
Outro: Am-Am-C-F C-G-Em-G Am-Am-C-F C-G-Am-Am
