Paddy's Night Out chords and lyrics - THE WOLFE TONES

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[Verse 1]
[D]Was a wet day in London
Me for[G]tunes were [D]crumblin'
I was [G]on me way [Em]back
from the [A]building
The job and the [G]foreman that day
He saw [D]nothing my way
And the [A]lorry ran over the san[D]dals, begob

[Verse 2]
I was [G]hungry and thirsty
and [D]felt a bit [Bm]down
I went [G]in for a [A]little liba[D]tion
I'd [G]five pints of porter
Three [D]Jimmies for [Bm]starters
Two [G]pork pies and [A]what
Some cabbage [D]and bacon

[Verse 3]
Though the [D]day, it was dreary
Now I [G]felt [D]a bit cheery
In [G]no time I was [Em]ready for [A]action,
begob
[G]And I played the old jukebox
Pulled [D]up the old blue socks -
And [A]winked at this young
woman be[D]side me
Begob [G]wouldn't it be,
it would [D]happen to me
[Bm]She winked back [G]and
[A]she sat down be[D]side me
I [G]told her me name and
[D]she told me the [Bm]same
Says [G]I to her, "[A]What?"
"Then what are ya drink[D]in'?"

[Verse 4]
"Come [G]here
Me old flower" I [D]said then to her
"It's [A]the truth,
I'm known as a [D]liar"
"Come [G]here, me old flower
[D]I've seen ya before!"
"Give the [A]woman in the
Bed there more porter"

[Verse 5]
She'd a [D]gin and a tonic
[G]And I felt superson[D]ic
For her [G]figure was [Em]maybe the [A]devil, begob
With [G]curves in right places
Through sat[D]ins and laces
That would [A]tempt an old
Bishop though [D]celibate, begob
Me [G]luck might be in and to
[D]night I might [Bm]sin
Though last [G]week I was [A]just at confes[D]sion
But [G]who gives a damn
Sure would [D]do me no [Bm]harm
to [G]have me [A]a bit
A bit of diver[D]sion

[Verse 6]
Well, I [D]was playing it cool
As I do [G]as [D]a rule
When the [G]barman was call
[Em]ing for time n[A]ow
Begob and she [G]said with
her sweet face
She'll [D]come back to my place
Was [A]then that I knew she was [D]mine now,
begob

[Verse 7]
[G]Her place it was lush,
with car[D]pets [Bm]so plush
She took [G]off me [A]ol' cap
then [D]the wellies
Without [G]any delay she wore
a [D]sweet [Bm]negligé
Like the [G]girls [A]wear on what
(On what?)
On page three [D]or telly

[Verse 8]
"Come [G]here, me old flower"
[D]I said then to her
"It's the [A]truth,
I'm known as a li[D]ar"
"Come [G]here, me old flower
I've [D]seen ya before!"
"Give the [A]woman in the
Bed there more porter"

[Verse 9]
I don't [D]mean to be crude but
[G]I stood in the nude
[D]With this god[G]dess, this bea[Em]utiful Ven[A]us
Begob she [G]ruffled me duffle
[D]We kissed and we shuffled
What a [A]sight if me ma only [D]seen us, begob
I was [G]feeling quite grand with
The [D]business at [Bm]hand
When this [G]photo [A]I saw on [D]the dresser
Was her[G]self and this man, oh
With [D]dirty big [Bm]hands for her [G]husband
was [A]who
(Was who?) was Wild
Bill [D]the wrestler
Although she was charming
[G]I felt this alarm[D]ing he was
[G]mean as a [Em]hairy
Gor[A]illa, begob! "If he
[G]caught me in bed
With his [D]woman", I said
"He'd [A]kill me for sure I can [D]tell ya
Begob" [G]she said, now
Don't worry for [D]he'd never [Bm]hurry
Don't [G]seen him at [A]all, he's [D]a messer
The door [G]opened that night and
[D]I got such [Bm]a fright in the [G]doorway
was [A]who
(Was who?) was Wild
Bill [D]the wrestler

[Verse 10]
"Come [G]here
Me old flower" [D]I said then to her
"It's the [A]truth,
I'm known as a li[D]ar"
"Come [G]here, me old flower
[D]I've seen ya before!"
"Give the [A]woman in the
Bed there more porter"

[Verse 11]
With [D]rage he was steamin'
His [G]eyes [D]they were gleamin'
Like a [G]wild bull, [Em]he charged over [A]to me
Begob but I [G]ducked his wild pass
Kicked [D]him in the ass
And [A]ran like a hare for the door[D]way,
begob!
I'd have [G]gotten away without [D]any delay
[Bm]But I tr[G]ipped and fell over [A]the carpet[D]
When I [G]tried to get up
Well this [D]dirty big [Bm]pup
Grabbed [G]me by [A]the what (The what?)
By the leg and he [D]pulled it

[Verse 12]
"Come [G]here, me old flower"
[D]I said then to her
"It's the [A]truth,
I'm known as a li[D]ar"
Don't be[G]lieve this old yarn
Don't be[D]lieve this old rhyme
For I'm [A]pulling your leg
Like he's pulling mine

[Verse 13]
Toora[D]loo, [G]tooralay
[A]With your toorali oor[D]ali ay[A]