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COOL KIDS LUNCH

CHORUS C Her eyes they shone like the diamonds. G You'd think she was Queen of the Land. C Am And her hair hung over her shoulder, F G C tied up with a Black Velvet Band. VERSE 1 C In a neat little town they call Belfast, G apprenticed to trade I was bound. C Am And many an hour of sweet happiness, F G C I spent in that neat little town.. C Till bad misfortune came over me and caused G me to stray from the land. C Am Far away from me friends and rela..ions I F G C followed the Black Velvet Band. CHORUS VERSE 2 C Well, I went out strolling one G evening, not meaning to go very far.. C Am When I met with a ficklesome dam..sel, F G C She was plying her trade in the bar. C When a watch she took from a customer, and G slipped it right into me hand.. C Am And the law came and put me in pris..on, bad F G C luck to her Black Velvet Band.

BLACK VELVET BAND CHORUS VERSE 3 C This mornin' before judge and jury, for a trial, G I had to ap..pear. C Am And the judge he says, 'Me young fellow, the F G C case against you is quite clear. C And seven long years is your sentence, you're G going to Van Daemons Land. C Am Far away from your friends and relat..ions and F G C follow the Black Velvet Band.' CHORUS VERSE 4 C So, come all ye jolly young fellows, I'll have G you take warnin' from me. C Am When..ever you're into the liquor, me lads, F G C beware of the pretty Colleen. C For they'll fill you with whiskey and porter, G till you are not able to stand. C Am And the very next thing that you know, me lads, F G C you’ve landed in Van Daemon's Land. CHORUS (x2)

Dough, Ray, Me: The Beer Version (to the tune of Do-Re- Mi) C G7 Dough: the stuff that buys my beer, Ray: the guy who pours my beer, C F Me: the guy/chick who drinks my beer, Fah: A long way to the john, C C7 F D7 G So: I’ll have another beer, La: I’ll sing and I’ll drink beer, E7 Am—C7 Tea: No thanks, I’ll have a beer, F Dm G7 C—C7 That will bring us back to Dough! F Dm G7 C Do- re- mi- fa- so- la- ti- do!

Calico Pie (Natalie Merchant – “Leave Your Sleep”) Intro: Chords of whole verse C F C Calico Pie, the little Birds fly, down to the Calico Tree, F C F C F C Wings of blue, singing 'Tilly-Tilly-loo!', ‘til away they flew G7 C But they never came back to me! C F C Calico Jam, the little Fish swam, over the Syllabub Sea, F C F C F C He took off his hat, to the Sole and the Sprat, and the Willeby-Wat, G7 C But he never came back to me! Chorus: C He (they) never came back, never came back, F C He (they) never came, he (they) never came back to me. He (they) never came back, never came back, F C He (they) never came, he (they) never came back to me. G7 (tremolo) Oh, he (they) never came back C F C Calico Ban, the little Mice ran, to be ready for tea, F C F C F C Flippity flup, they drank it all up, and danced in the cup, G7 C But they never came back to me! Chorus C F C Calico Drum, the Grasshoppers come, the Butterfly, Beetle, and Bee, F C F C F C Over the ground, around and around, with a hop and a bound, G7 C But they never came back to me! (4X, then Ending) C Oh, they never came back, never came back, F C They never came, they never came back to me. Ending: G7 (tremolo) Oh, they never came back

I Gotta Get Drunk - Willie Nelson  D G Well I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it D A D ‘Cause I know just what I'm gonna do Bm Spend my money call everybody honey E7 A7 And wind up singin' the blues G D Spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck E7 A7 And brother I can name you a few D G Well I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it D A7 D ‘Cause I know just what I'm gonna do I gotta get drunk, I can't stay sober There's a lot of good people in town Who like to see me holler, see me spend my dollar And I wouldn't think of lettin' 'em down There's a lot of doctors that tell me I'd better start slowing it down But there's more old drunks than there are old doctors So I guess I’d better have another round Repeat first verse  

Wild Rover

G CI’ve been a wild rover for many a year G D7 GAnd I spent all my money on whiskey and beer, CAnd now I’m returning with gold in great store G D7 GAnd I never will play the wild rover no more.

chorus: D7 G cAnd it’s no, nay, never No nay never no more, G c G D7 G Will I play the wild rover , No never no more.

G CI went in to an ale-house I used to frequent G D7 GAnd I told the landlady my money was spent. CI asked her for credit, she answered me “nay G D7 GSuch a custom as yours I could have any day.”

chorus CI took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright G D7 GAnd the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight. CShe said “I have whiskey and wines of the best G D7 GAnd the words that I spoke sure were only in jest.”

chorus CI’ll go home to my parents, confess what I’ve done G D7 GAnd I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. CAnd if they caress (forgive) me as ofttimes before G D7 GSure I never will play the wild rover no more.

chorus x2 retard: “No never no more” last time

(5 hearty downstrums!)

IRISH DRINKING SONG first round, slow with only down strum by Adele Martin 2012 second round, faster with full strum

play additional rounds faster, depending on sobriety

D DThereʼs a day every year St. Patty made beer G GWhen we all drink and cheer Or something I hear D A D AOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish today And leprechauns made my payday D DMy hair has no auburn The great cliffs of Moher G GAnd green eyes that do yearn The stuff we drove over D A D D A DBut kiss me Iʼm Irish today When drunk on St. Pattyʼs Day DIn honor of taters Chorus G GIn honor of beer Oh, kiss me Iʼm Irish D A GIn honor of corned beef and hash Oh, kiss me Iʼm Irish D G D AI wake up at dawn and put my green on Oh, kiss me Iʼm Irish today D A D GAnd head to the pub for the bash Oh, kiss me Iʼm Irish

GOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish

Chorus D A D G Oh, kiss me Iʼm Irish todayOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish GOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish D AOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish today GOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish GOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish D A DOh, kiss me Iʼm Irish today

Another Irish Drinking Song by Da Vinci's Notebook

C F C G

Gather ’round, ye lads and lasses, set ye for a while And hearken to me mournful tale of the Emerald Isle

C F C G C

Let’s all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song

C F C G

Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox, me brother drank the whiskey ’til he wound

up in a box

C F C G C

My other brother in the Troubles met with his demise My sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes

CHORUS:

C F C

Now everybody’s died So until our tears are dried We’ll drink and drink and drink and drink,

G C F

and then we’ll drink some more We’ll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light

C G C

Then we’ll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again

“Cleanliness is godliness” me Uncle Pat would sing He broke his neck a’slippin’ on a bar of Irish Spring

O’Grady, he was 80 though his bride was just a pup He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish

up

CHORUS

Joe Murphy fought with Reilly near the banks of old Doneen He took out his shillelagh and he stabbed

him in the spleen

Crazy Uncle Mike believed he was a leprechaun - In fact he’s just a leper, and his arms and legs are gone

When Timmy Johnson broke his neck it was a cryin’ shame He wasn’t really Irish, but he went to Notre

Dame

McNamara crossed the street and by a bus was hit But he was just a Scotsman, so nobody gave a

(ARRGHH)

CHORUS

Me drunken Uncle Brendan tried to drive home from the bar The road rose up to meet him when he fell

out of his ca

Irony was what befell my great-grand Uncle Sam He choked upon the very last potato in the land

Someday soon I’ll leave this world of pain and toil and sin The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of

me kin

Me only wish is when the Savior comes for me and you He kills the cast of Riverdance, and Michael

Flatley too

WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING-G 3/4 123 12

When Irish eyes are smiling, sure it’s like a morn in Spring

In the lilt of Irish laughter you can hear the angels sing

When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay

Go on to A And when Irish eyes are smiling, sure they steal your heart a-way. 123 123 123 123

WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING-A

When Irish eyes are smiling, sure it’s like a morn in Spring

In the lilt of Irish laughter you can hear the angels sing

When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay

And when Irish eyes are smiling, sure they steal your heart a-way.

Sneaky Snake (Tom T. Hall) G G7 Boys and girls take warning C G If you go near the lake C G Keep your eyes wide open A7 D7 And look for Sneaky Snake G G7 Now maybe you won't see him C G And maybe you won't hear C G But he'll sneak up behind you D7 G And drink all of your Root Beer. CHORUS: G C And then Sneaky Snake goes dancin' G C Wigglin' and a-hissin' G Sneaky Snake goes dancin' A7 D7 Gigglin' and a-kissin' G G7 I don’t like old Sneaky Snake, C G He laughs too much, you see C G When he goes wigglin' through the grass D7 G It tickles his under-neath. G G7 Well, Sneaky Snake drinks Root Beer C G And he just makes me sick C G When he is not dancin', A7 D7 He looks just like a stick G G7 Now he doesn't have any arms or legs, C G You cannot see his ears C G And while we are not lookin', D7 G He's stealin' all of our beer. CHORUS

Finnegan’s Wake G Em Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street C D A gentle Irishman - Mighty odd G Em With a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet, C D7 C D7 G To rise in the world, he carried a hod, Em You see he'd sort of a Tippling way: G Em With a love for the liquor poor Tim was born, G Em To help him on with his work each day, C D7 C D7 G He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'...

G Em Whack fol-de-da now dance to your partner, C D Welt the floor, your trotters shake G Em Wasn't it the truth I told you C D7 C D7 G Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake

One morning Tim was rather full His head felt heavy, which made him shake, He fell from a ladder and broke his skull, So they carried him home, his corpse to wake They rolled him up in a clean white sheet And laid him out upon the bed, A bottle of whiskey at his feet And a gallon of Porter at his head His friends assembled at his wake And Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch First they brought in tea and cake Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch Biddy O'Brien began to cry Such a nice clean corpse did you ever see? Tim mavourneen why’d ya die? Arrah shut your gob says Paddy McGee Then Maggy O'Connell took up the job “Oh Biddy” says she “you're wrong I'm sure” Then Biddy then gave her a belt in the gob And sent her sprawling on the floor Then the war did soon engage Twas woman to woman and man to man Shillelagh law was all the rage, and a row and a ruction soon began Mickey Maloney raised his head, when a noggin of whiskey flew at him, It missed, and falling on the bed, the liquor scatters over Tim Tim revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed,

Singing “Whirl your whiskey around like blazes Your souls to the devil, do you think I'm dead?"

There [C] is a tavern in the town, in the town,And there my dear love sits him [G7] down, sits him down,And [C] drinks his [C7] wine as [F] merry as can be,And [G7] never, never thinks of [C] me.

ChorusFare thee [G7] well, for I must leave thee,Do not [C] let this parting grieve thee,And re[G7]member that the best of friends must [C] part [F] must [C] partA[C]dieu, adieu, kind friends adieu, yes adieuI can no longer stay with [G7] you, stay with you,I'll [C] hang my [C7] uke on a [F] golden aspen tree,And [G7] may the world go well with [C] thee.

He [C] left me for a damsel dark, damsel dark,Each Friday night they used to [G7] spark, used to spark,And [C] now my [C7] love one [F] time so true to me,[G7] Takes that dark damsel on his [C] knee.

Chorus

Oh [C] dig my grave both wide and deep, wide and deep,Put tombstones at my head and [G7] feet, head and feet,And [C] on my [C7] breast please [F] carve a turtle dove,To [G7] signify I died of [C] love.

Chorus

There Is A Tavern In the Town in G

Traditional Folk

Tiny [F] bubbles (tiny bubbles)In the [C7] wine (in the wine) Make me happy (make me happy) Make me feel [F] fine (make me feel fine) Tiny [F] bubbles (tiny bubbles)Make me warm all [Bb] over [Bbm6]With a [F] feeling that I'm gonna [C7] Love you till the end of [F] time

So [Bb] here's to the golden moon And [F] here's to the silver sea And [G7] mostly here's a toast To you and [C7] me

Tiny [F] bubbles (tiny bubbles) In the [C7] wine (in the wine) Make me happy (make me happy) Make me feel [F] fine (make me feel fine)

Tiny [F] bubbles (tiny bubbles) Make me warm all [Bb] over [Bbm6] With a [F] feeling that I'm gonna [C7] Love you till the end of [F] time

So [Bb] here's to the ginger lei I [F] give to you today And [G7] here's a kiss That will not fade [C7] away

Tiny [F] bubbles (tiny bubbles) In the [C7] wine (in the wine) Make me happy (make me happy) Make me feel [F] fine (make me feel fine)

Tiny bubbles (tiny bubbles) Make me warm all [Bb] over [Bbm6] With a [F] feeling that I'm gonna [C7] Love you till the end of [F] time

Tiny Bubbles - Don Ho And The Aliis

Billboard # 57 1967