A Row In The Town Erin Go Bragh
The WolfetonesVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
I'll sing you a song of a row in the town,
When the green flag went up and the Crown rag came down,
'Twas the neatest and sweetest thing ever you saw,
When they played the great game they call Erin Go Bragh.
One of our comrades was down at Ring's end,
For the honor of Ireland to uphold and defend,
He had no veteran soldiers but volunteers raw,
Playing sweet Mauser music for Erin Go Bragh.
God rest gallant Pearse and his comrades who died
Tom Clark, MacDonagh, MacDiarmada, McBryde,
And here's to James Connolly who gave one hurrah,
And faced the machine guns for Erin Go Bragh.
One brave foreign captain was ranting that day,
Saying, "Give me one hour and I'll blow you away,"
But a big Mauser bullet got stuck in his jaw,
And he died of lead poisoning in Erin Go Bragh.
Old Ceannt and his comrades like lions at bay,
From the South Dublin Union poured death and dismay,
And what was their wrath when the invader men saw
All the dead khaki soldiers o'er Erin Go Bragh
Glory to Dublin, and to her renown,
In the long generations her fame will go down,
And our children will tell how their forefathers saw,
The red blaze of freedom o'er Erin Go Braugh.
(Same chord pattern for each verse)
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Readable chord sheet for A Row In The Town Erin Go Bragh by The Wolfetones
[Am]I'll sing you a song of a ro[G]w in the to[Am]wn, When the gr[C]een flag went [G]up and the C[Em]rown rag came d[Am]own, 'Twas the ne[C]atest and swe[G]etest thing ever you [Em]saw, [Am]When they played the great [C]game they call [Am]Erin Go Bragh. [Am]One of our comrades was d[G]own at Ring's e[Am]nd, For the ho[C]nor of Ire[G]land to u[Em]phold and def[Am]end, He had n[C]o veteran sol[G]diers but volunteers r[Em]aw, [Am]Playing sweet Mauser mu[C]sic for E[Am]rin Go Bragh. God rest gallant Pearse and his comrades who died Tom Clark, MacDonagh, MacDiarmada, McBryde, And here's to James Connolly who gave one hurrah, And faced the machine guns for Erin Go Bragh. One brave foreign captain was ranting that day, Saying, "Give me one hour and I'll blow you away," But a big Mauser bullet got stuck in his jaw, And he died of lead poisoning in Erin Go Bragh. Old Ceannt and his comrades like lions at bay, From the South Dublin Union poured death and dismay, And what was their wrath when the invader men saw All the dead khaki soldiers o'er Erin Go Bragh Glory to Dublin, and to her renown, In the long generations her fame will go down, And our children will tell how their forefathers saw, The red blaze of freedom o'er Erin Go Braugh. (Same chord pattern for each verse)