WHEN WE WERE UNDER THE KING Lyrics And Chords
4/4 (traditional Irish Folk Song)This song is also known as ‚Three Jolly Rogues of Lynne’ and ‚Three Roguish Chaps’ with the last one using slightly different lyrics and four verses. For Clancy Brothers’ version use capo on 3rd fret. Guitar chords by Marc Fahrbach
In the (D)good old (A)colony (D)days, When we were (A)under the (D)king Lived a miller and a (A)weaver and a (Bm)little tai(A)lor, Three (G)jolly (A)rogues of (D)Lynne Three (D)jolly (A)rogues of (D)Lynne, Three jolly (A)rogues of (D)Lynne Lived a miller and a (A)weaver and a (Bm)little tai(A)lor, Three (G)jolly (A)rogues of (D)Lynne Now the (D)miller (A)he stole (D)corn, And the weaver (A)he stole (D)yarn And the little tail(A)or he (Bm)stole braod(A)cloth To (G)keep these (A)three rogues (D)warm To (D)keep these (A)three rogues (D)warm, To (D)keep these (A)three rogues (D)warm And the little tail(A)or he (Bm)stole braod(A)cloth To (G)keep these (A)three rogues (D)warm Now the (D)miller was (A)drowned in his (D)dam And the weaver was (A)hung in his (D)yarn And the devil got his (A)claw on the (Bm)little tail(A)or With his (G)braodcloth (A)under his (D)arm With his (D)braodcloth (A)under his (D)arm, With his braodcloth (A)under his (D)arm And the little tail(A)or still (Bm)runs through (A)hell, With his (G)braodcloth (A)under his (D)arm. |
Here are the chords in the key of G
In the (G)good old (D)colony (G)days, When we were (D)under the (G)king Lived a miller and a (D)weaver and a (Em)little tai(D)lor, Three (C)jolly (D)rogues of (G)Lynne Three (G)jolly (D)rogues of (G)Lynne, Three jolly (D)rogues of (G)Lynne Lived a miller and a (D)weaver and a (Em)little tai(D)lor, Three (C)jolly (D)rogues of (G)Lynne Now the (G)miller (D)he stole (G)corn, And the weaver (D)he stole (G)yarn And the little tail(D)or he (Em)stole braod(D)cloth To (C)keep these (D)three rogues (G)warm To (G)keep these (D)three rogues (G)warm, To (G)keep these (D)three rogues (G)warm And the little tail(D)or he (Em)stole braod(D)cloth To (C)keep these (D)three rogues (G)warm Now the (G)miller was (D)drowned in his (G)dam And the weaver was (D)hung in his (G)yarn And the devil got his (D)claw on the (Em)little tail(D)or With his (C)braodcloth (D)under his (G)arm With his (G)braodcloth (D)under his (G)arm, With his braodcloth (D)under his (G)arm And the little tail(D)or still (Em)runs through (D)hell, With his (C)braodcloth (D)under his (G)arm |