Molly Brannigan Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
There's a story about a [G]fellow
who walked into a pub,
[A]a waterside cafe,
and said, I [G]want a scotch and soda,
make it fast.
The bartender says,
you want a scotch and soda, sir?
You can have it quickly.
The first fellow says, bartender,
you make a foot of me.
The bartender says,
no, I'm not making a foot of you.
At that point, another customer came in and said, give
me a scotch and soda, bartender.
Bartender says,
sure, you want a scotch [A]and soda,
here it is.
[D]The first fellow was very angry,
says, [G]Bartender,
I thought you said
you wanted to make a fun
of me.
Bartender says, I'm not making fun of you,
I'm making fun [D]of him.
[G]In this song, the Irish[D] are making fun, in a way,
[G]of the Irish.
[D]of [G]some of the Maudlin [A]songs
[G]which became popular many,
many years ago.
And with all the jokes in this song,
with all the humor,
with all the poke and fun,
it still turns out to be what
I think one of the [D]loveliest.
It's called Molly Brannigan.
[G]["Molly Bran[D]nigan"][G][D][A]
[D]How, 'am[G] dear,
did you [D]ever hear of [A]pretty
[E]Molly [G]Brannigan?
Hey, she's gone and [D]left me
and I'll never be a man again.
[G]Not a spot on my hid[D]e
will another summer tan [G]again.
Since Molly's gone
and left [D]me all [A]alone for to [D]die.
The spot where me [A]heart was
[G]you could easy roll a [D]tarlet in
As [G]big as any paving [A]stone,
from Dublin to the Dev[G]il's Glen
She had to take an[D]other heart,
she [A]might have give mine back [G]again
And not have left me weeping [A]all
along for to [D]die[G][D][G][D]
[A][D]
I [G]can remem[D]ber when the [A]milk in time
was [G]passed and gone
She took me to the meadow
an[D]d she swore I [G]was the only one
Ever [D]she loved all the [A]face of a [G]cruel one
After that delayed [D]me all [A]alone for to [D]die
Sure I can remember,
[G]as we walked out, the [D]rain begun,
I [G]clothed her in me pan[D]taloons,
her devil a waistcoat had [G]I on,
my shirt it was to [D]find run,
not the [A]base, the [D]cruel one,
[G]after that to leave me all[A] alone,
full to [D]die.[G][D][G][D][A]
[D]They dec[G]ide of me bod[D]ies
[A]as weak
as what a cruel [G]man,
And devil a bit upon me bones
[D]since [A]Molly Booth's a [Bm]cruel man.
[G]If I had a blu[A]nderbuss,
go and fight [D]a duel, [G]'am,
But what need I care
when [D]I a[A]m only to d[D]ie?
I feel myself as weak
as man [G]is [D]meant to man,
will you come into [G]my wake
when I [D]call that last meander[G],
'am?
I feel myself as vali[A]ant
as the gallant Alex[D]ander,
[G]ma 'am,
when I hear you [A]cry around my [D]grave,
[A]Why [D]did he die?

[Outro 1]
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