A fun little Gaelic Storm version of a classic. It is my first attempt
at figuring a song out and, while basic, I hope some may find it of use!
I don't know how to differentiate the barre chords from the open, so I
used the asterisk. Criticism (improvements) welcome!
Chords:
G 320003
D xx0232
C x32010
Bm x24432
C* x35553
D* x57775
Em* x79987
Intro:
|G |G |G |G D |
|G |G |G |CDG |
G D
Come single belle and beau unto me pay attention
G C D
Don't ever fall in love - it's the devil's own invention
G Bm C* D*
Once I fell in love with a lady so bewitching
Em* D* C* D*
Miss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's Kitchen
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
At the age of seventeen I was apprentice to a grocer
G C D
Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henri used to go, sir
G Bm C* D*
Her manners were so fine, she set my heart a twitchin'
Em* D* C* D*
She invited me to a Courtin' in the Kitchen!
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
Next Sunday be the day that we were to have our flare up
G C D
I dressed meself quite gay and I frizzed and oiled me hair up
G Bm C* D*
The captain had no wife, he had gone a fishin'
Em* D* C* D*
So we kicked up our life to a hooley in her kitchen!
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
[solo section]
|G |G |G |G D |
|G |G |G |CDG |
(repeat 4 times)
[end solo]
G D
She slipped up to her room, I said: "Good Lord Almighty!"
G C (stop)
She came back down the stairs wearing nothing but her nighty!
G Bm C* D*
With her arms around me waist she slyly hinted marriage
Em* D* C* D*
When to the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage!
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
Well the Captain came downstairs though he saw me situation
G C D
In spite of all me prayers I was marched off to the station
G Bm C* D*
For me they set no bail though to get home I was itchen'
Em* D* C* D*
And I had to tell the tale of how I came into that kitchen
G D
Well I swore she did invite me though she gave a flat denial
G C D
For assault they did indict me and I was sent for trial
G Bm C* D*
She swore I robbed the house in spite of all me screechin'
Em* D* C* D*
And I got six months hard for me courtin' in the kitchen!
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy.
G C D
Toura loura lie; toura loura laddy...
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