Mick Thomas

The Cap Me Granda' Wore

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The Cap Me Granda' Wore

	  		Tab by Scott Davis 
Update of Lyrics by Stephen Bell 
 
 
Start with a down strum Am then riff 1 
 
 
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E ------------------------------ B --0--1--0--------------------- G -----------2--0--------------- D -----------------2--0--------- A -----------------------0--2--0 E ------------------------------ Followed by a C strum then G strum picking the bass note of each chord Then riff 2 E ----------0--------------- B --0--1--3----3--0--------- G -------------------2--0--- D -------------------------3 A -------------------------- E --------------------------
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Followed by an F strum then a D strum picking the bass note of each chord Then repeat above. Am C G Well who could blame me I was just a lad of Eighteen years Am F D Locking for adventure, I was heading for the sun Am C G And I left the polytechnic, And left for the southern hemisphere Am F Me Ma said not to drink to much. I knew that I'd drink far too much Dm G ?Cause Dezzy Rielly wrote me And he told me it was so much fun Am F The day that I got off the plane he met me there with Frank McShane Dm G D They took me to the city and we stopped in for the one D And I saw a... Chorus G Am Hurling stick from Derry And a door knocker from Cork C F C The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing G Am Up above the doorway De Valera smiling down C D G AM At a posters in the hallway of the pubs of Dublin Town Riff 1 and Riff 2 Am C G Well who could blame me I could hold a tune and play a bit Am F D I'l only ever played in rock bands, but me accent it was right Am C G And we played the tunes, we sang the songs, and for the first time in me life I fit Am F And I liked the girl behind the bar, she was out six months from Mulengar Dm G We'd all stop and have a jar, after work on Friday night's Am F She told me that she loved this place, I leat across I kissed her face Dm G D Me Irish heartbeat it did race, me Celtic head felt light D Beneath the... Chorus repeat Riff 1 and Riff 2 x 2 Am C G So who could blame me I was now a man of nineteen years Am F D And it was the first time I'd spent Christmas on me own Am C G Me Visa had expired and I'd began to like Australian beer Am F And the cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing Dm G Made me long for Ireland and I booked me ticket home Am F I walked into the house in Dublin City asking about me family history Dm G The photos and the trinkets and the cap me Granda owned Am F But then me ma looked at me in shock she said me boy we sold the lot Dm G D To a pleasant man from Melbourne who called us on the phone She'ld sold the?.. G Am Hurling stick from Derry and a door knocker from Cork C F C The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing G Am Up above the doorway De Valera had come down C D G AM And an ashtray that me Da? stole From a pub in Dublin Town An Accordeon from Italy That had never played a tune And a shamrock made of plastic And a world cup team from ninety A horseshoe and a briar pipe, An ancient brick of peat I looked down in surprise to see, The floor beneath my feet A recording by the Waterboys, A recipe for stew and a litre of the Liffey and picture of James Gatway The text books from the poly, Over which we used to toil And a paperback edition, Of the world of Roddy Doyle She?d sold the crystal vase from Waterford, The Cup from Donegal She?d gone and sold the toilet seat, I had to stand to do my business A blackthorn stick from Arklow, Some driftwood from the shore The fiddle in the attic, And the sash me father wore G Am She sold the Hurling stick from Derry and a door knocker from Cork C F C The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing Up above the doorway, De Valera had come down And an ashtray that me Da? stole, From a Pub in Dublin Town So I think perhaps I?ll get drunk, At the Pub in Dublin Town Steve Bell ([email protected])

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