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Gaelic Storm, Courtin In The Kitchen Chords (ver.1)

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Courtin In The Kitchen Chords (ver.1)

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                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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