C F
Well, I’ve not been honest, darlin',
G Am
No, I’ve not been straight at all.
C F
Well, I beg your pardon;
G F
The night we jumped McCormack’s Wall
C F
I was so happy just to be with you
G Am
I would have said anything at all.
C
Now I could scream your name
F
Till you do the same,
G F
But I know you won’t respond
G
Well, here we are.
F
What’s there to do?
C F G Am
La din da...
C F
La din da...
G F
I’m gonna ride black river
C F
With the lark in the morning
G Am
And the dew upon the dawn,
C F
Well, a-home we came a-crawling
G F
With our sickness and our song
C F
For all guitar makers;
G Am
for the prisoners and the law;
C F
And to the fine wine drinkers
G F
Who drank their bellies raw;
C F
And to all the good samaritans,
G Am
Whoever found us in the dark;
C
And to all who’ve been
F
Or come between
G F
The lovers in the park;
C F
And to all the x Díomasaigh singers
G Am
With their roots in holy ground.
C F
And forgiveness still lingers
G F
In the bells above the town.
G
Well, here we are.
F
What’s there to do?
C F G Am
La din da...
C F
La din da...
G F
I’m gonna ride black river
C F G Am
La din da...
C F
La din da...
G F
I’m gonna ride black river
C F
Well, this is a song of drinking,
G Am
And for a drink it will be sung,
C F
And I’ll sing it right, and I’ll say goodnight ’
G F
Unless they're serving another one
Instrumental Outro:
C F G Am
C F G F
(repeat, also throughout the violin solo)