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You Can't Park Here Song Lyrics By Seamus Moore

A song about taking a trip to Dublin from Mayo to buy a wedding ring and trying to find parking in Dublin City. Guitar chords by Angela. Written by Martin Byrne and Gerry Simpson. The song was also recorded by Michael S. Togher. The guitar chords are for the version by Seamus Moore. The youtube video is by Michael.

[G]I've been courting Bridie now for [C]nearly 15 [G]years,
When [D]she asked me to marry her I [C]broke down in [G]tears.
To prove how much I loved her and to [C]do the decent [G]thing,
We drove up to Dublin to [D]buy the auld wedding [G]ring.

First of all the toll bridge was[C] highway robbe[G]ry,
I'm[D] glad we brought the flask with us we[C] saved it on the [G]tea.
And when we reached the jewelers, I [C]parked outside the [G]door.
Then from out of nowhere I [D]hear this deafening[G] roar.

Hay, ye can't park here, ye can't park there.
That's [C]all I heard him [G]say,
I'm[D] going to have to clamp you and[C] you'll get towed a[G]way.
I was looking for a car park but [C]didn't have much [G]luck
He said that was a laim excuse and [D]he couldn't give a [G]f'''.


Heading down O'Connell Street in the middle of the day,
A Garda pulled me over and said it was one-way.
I pulled up on the footpath on the double yellow line.
He opened up his note book and asked me was I blind.


After eight hours shopping well it began to rain,
As I drove 'round by Stephen's Green I nearly hit a train.
Sure me heart was palpating and me nerves were shot to bits.
I stopped outside McDonolds to get a bag of chips.


Hay, ye can't park here, ye can't park there.
That's all I heard him say,
I'm going to have to clamp you and you'll get towed away.
I was looking for a car park but didn't have much luck
He said that was a lame excuse and he couldn't give a f'''.


Heading for Belmullet and the city far behind,
Bridie got the auld wedding ring and I got a parking fine,
When I told me story to the lads in O'Donnolds Bar.
They told be I should get a bike and sell that ,,car.


Hay, ye can't park here, ye can't park there.
That's all I heard him say,
I'm going to have to clamp you and you'll get towed away.
I was looking for a car park but didn't have much luck
He said that was a lame excuse and he couldn't give a f'''.



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