Devil Down Below
Gaelic StormVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
I used to be a fisherman, on the icy crests we'd ride
Like a banshee on the wind, we'd sail the ocean wide.
From the shoals of Yarmouth bay to Newfoundland we'd go
and we'd shout, shout, shout, shout at the Devil down below
Out to the snows of Greenland, into the screaming gale
Out into the storm chasing down the whale
When the harpoon struck the mighty fish would pull
and we'd shout, shout, shout, shout at the Devil down below
In our bunks we'd find no solace, no comfort just remorse
We'd curse at the bad fortune that set us on this course
Gathered 'round the lamplight we'd sing both high and low
and we'd shout, shout, shout, shout at the Devil down below
From the rocks of Lizard Reef to Plymouth we are bound
The skipper's yelling blood as the jagged cliffs we round
Jack Duggan in the forsail, Billy Reilly in the crow
and we'd shout, shout, shout, shout at the Devil down below
Only when we'd quenched the mighty vessel's appetite
Would the captain tell us, "Lads, we'll be going home tonight"
We'd turn to the raging sea and raise our fists and yell,
"You won't be seeing us today you won't be seeing us in Hell!"
Once ashore we'd head into the pub for a tankard full of ale
One day would turn into a week and the time would come to sail
We'd say goodbye to the girls to we love, then off from the shore we'd row
and we'd shout, shout, shout, shout at the Devil down below
and we'd shout, shout, shout, shout, shout at the Devil down below
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Readable chord sheet for Devil Down Below by Gaelic Storm
[Em] [Bm] [D] [Em] [Em] [Bm] [Em] [Em] I u[Em]sed to be a fisherman, on the [Bm]icy crests we'd [Em]ride Like a b[Em]anshee on the wind, we'd s[G]ail the [A]ocean [Em]wide. From the s[G]hoals of Yarmouth bay to Ne[D]wfoundland we'd go and we'd s[C]hout, shout, shout,[D] shout at the Devil down below [Em] [Bm] Out [Em]to the snows of Greenland, in[Bm]to the screaming g[Em]ale O[Em]ut into the storm ch[G]asing d[A]own the w[Em]hale W[G]hen the harpoon struck the m[D]ighty fish would pull and we'd s[C]hout, shout, shout,[D] shout at the Devil down below [Em] [Bm] In our b[Em]unks we'd find no solace, no c[Bm]omfort just re[Em]morse We'd c[Em]urse at the bad fortune that [G]set us [A]on this [Em]course G[G]athered 'round the lamplight we'd s[D]ing both high and low and we'd s[C]hout, shout, shout,[D] shout at the Devil down below [Em] From the r[Em]ocks of Lizard Reef to P[Bm]lymouth we are b[Em]ound The sk[Em]ipper's yelling blood as the [G]jagged [A]cliffs we [Em]round Jack D[G]uggan in the forsail, Billy R[D]eilly in the crow and we'd s[C]hout, shout, shout,[D] shout at the Devil down below [Em] [Bm] [D] [Em] [Em] [Bm] [Em] [Em] O[Em]nly when we'd quenched the m[Bm]ighty vessel's appe[Em]tite Would the c[Em]aptain tell us, "Lads, we'll be g[G]oing [A]home to[Em]night" We'd t[G]urn to the raging sea and r[D]aise our fists and yell, "You won't be s[C]eeing us today you won't be s[D]eeing us in [Em]Hell!" [Em] [Bm] [Em] [Em] [G] [A] [Em] [G] [D] [C] [Bm] Once as[Em]hore we'd head into the pub for a t[Bm]ankard full of [Em]ale One [Em]day would turn into a week and the t[G]ime would [A]come to [Em]sail We'd s[G]ay goodbye to the girls to we love, then o[D]ff from the shore we'd row and we'd s[C]hout, shout, shout,[D] shout at the Devil down b[Em]elow and we'd s[C]hout, shout, shout, shout,[D] shout at the Devil down b[Em]elow [Em] [Bm] [D] [Em] [Em] [Bm] [Em] [Em]