The Rambling House Lyrics And Chords
Written and recorded by Frank Nelson. Also recorded by Patrick O'Sullivan, Dessie Hynes and Frankie Scorr. There was one word I just couldn't make out and got some help from Ken Radall, thanks Ken, . The chords are set to the key of A which is the way that Frank plays the song.
Other such songs about open houses is My Father's House Song which was a hit for Dublin based group The Furey Brothers.
Other such songs about open houses is My Father's House Song which was a hit for Dublin based group The Furey Brothers.
Lyrics without the chords
The rambling house when I was young
Tunes were played and songs were sung
Stories told and funny recitations
An old man in the corner would sit
Drawing the heartstone ? with his stick
The smell of burning Lamp Oil and the Porter.
chorus
There wasn't any electric light
Just a turf fire burning bright
The paraffin Lamp it hung down from the rafter
They'd talk of times before the war
And the hardship times they saw
For miles around you could hear the sound of laughter.
The station mass was in the spring
Both would gather and their sins
In the little room behind the kitchen fire
The smell of paint was everywhere
The Priest he didn't seem to care
He blessed the house and gave us all a sermon.
And when the dance was held at night
Girls would gather with colours bright
And dance upon the stone floor 'till the morning
There was currant bread and pots of Jam
Pipes and tobacco for the smoking clan
Mugs of porter drank from out of hand
There wasn't any electric light
Just a turf fire burning bright
The paraffin Lamp it hung down from the rafter
I wish that we could go back in time
To the simple way of life
Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
I wish that we could go back in time
To the simple way of life
Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
The rambling house when I was young
Tunes were played and songs were sung
Stories told and funny recitations
An old man in the corner would sit
Drawing the heartstone ? with his stick
The smell of burning Lamp Oil and the Porter.
chorus
There wasn't any electric light
Just a turf fire burning bright
The paraffin Lamp it hung down from the rafter
They'd talk of times before the war
And the hardship times they saw
For miles around you could hear the sound of laughter.
The station mass was in the spring
Both would gather and their sins
In the little room behind the kitchen fire
The smell of paint was everywhere
The Priest he didn't seem to care
He blessed the house and gave us all a sermon.
And when the dance was held at night
Girls would gather with colours bright
And dance upon the stone floor 'till the morning
There was currant bread and pots of Jam
Pipes and tobacco for the smoking clan
Mugs of porter drank from out of hand
There wasn't any electric light
Just a turf fire burning bright
The paraffin Lamp it hung down from the rafter
I wish that we could go back in time
To the simple way of life
Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
I wish that we could go back in time
To the simple way of life
Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
Intro. chords A D A E
The [A]rambling house when I was young
[D]Tunes were played and songs were sung
[A]Stories told and funny reci[E]tations
An [A]old man in the corner would sit
[D]Drawing the heartstone ? with his stick
[A]The smell of burning [E]Lamp Oil on the Porter.
chorus
[A]There wasn't an e[E]lectric light
[D]Just a turf fire burning bright
The [A]paraffin Lamp that hung down from the [E]rafter
They'd [A]talk of times before the war
[D]And the hardship times they saw
[A]For miles around you could hear the sound of laughter.
[A]The station mass was in the spring
[D]Both would gather and tell their sins
In [A]the little room behind the kitchen [E]fire
The [A]smell of paint was everywhere
The [D]Priest he didn't seem to care
He [A]blessed the house and [E]gave us all a sermon.
And[A] when the dance was held at night
[D]Girls would gather with colours bright
And [A]dance upon the stone floor 'till [E]the morning
There [A]was currant bread and pots of Jam
[D]Pipes and tobacco for the smoking clan
[A]Mugs of porter [E]drank from out of hand
There [A]wasn't any e[E]lectric light
[D]Just a turf fire burning bright
The [A]paraffin Lamp it hung down from [E]the rafter
I [A]wish that we could go back in time
[D]To the simple way of life
Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
I wish that we could go back in time
To the simple way of life
[A]Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
Out chords
A D A D A D A D A D A
The [A]rambling house when I was young
[D]Tunes were played and songs were sung
[A]Stories told and funny reci[E]tations
An [A]old man in the corner would sit
[D]Drawing the heartstone ? with his stick
[A]The smell of burning [E]Lamp Oil on the Porter.
chorus
[A]There wasn't an e[E]lectric light
[D]Just a turf fire burning bright
The [A]paraffin Lamp that hung down from the [E]rafter
They'd [A]talk of times before the war
[D]And the hardship times they saw
[A]For miles around you could hear the sound of laughter.
[A]The station mass was in the spring
[D]Both would gather and tell their sins
In [A]the little room behind the kitchen [E]fire
The [A]smell of paint was everywhere
The [D]Priest he didn't seem to care
He [A]blessed the house and [E]gave us all a sermon.
And[A] when the dance was held at night
[D]Girls would gather with colours bright
And [A]dance upon the stone floor 'till [E]the morning
There [A]was currant bread and pots of Jam
[D]Pipes and tobacco for the smoking clan
[A]Mugs of porter [E]drank from out of hand
There [A]wasn't any e[E]lectric light
[D]Just a turf fire burning bright
The [A]paraffin Lamp it hung down from [E]the rafter
I [A]wish that we could go back in time
[D]To the simple way of life
Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
I wish that we could go back in time
To the simple way of life
[A]Alas the rambling house is gone for ever
Out chords
A D A D A D A D A D A
