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From: Wes Jester
Subject: /IRISH/SpanishLady.crd
To: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu (jamesb@nevada.edu)
Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 9:20:13 EDT
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The Spanish Lady
CAPO none
GCGAmD
As I came down thru Dublin city at the hour of twelve at night
GAmGAm
Who should I see but Spanish Lady, Washing her feet by
candlelight
EmAEmA
First she washed them then she dried them over a fire of amber
coals
GCD7GCD7
In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so sweet about the soul
G
CHORUS: Whack for the toora loora laddy
CGCD
Whack for the toora loora lay
G
Whack for the toora loora laddy
CGCD
Whack for the torra loora lay
As I came back thru Dublin city at the hour of half past eight
Who should I see but the Spanish lady brushing her hair in broad
daylight
First she tossed it then she combed it on her lap was a silver
comb
In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so fair since I did roam
CHO:
As I came back thru Dublin city as the sun began to set
Who should I see but the Spanish lady catching a moth in a golden
net
When see saw me then she fled me lifting her pettycoat over her
knee
In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so shy as the Spanish Lady
CHO:
I've wandered north and I've wandered south thru stormy batter
and Patricks Close
Up and around the by the Glouster Diamond and back by Napper
Tandy's house
Old age has laid her hand on me cold as a fire of ashy coals
In all my life I ne'er did see a maid so sweet as the Spanish
Lady
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From: jkiparsk@reed.edu (Goatcheese McGillicuddy)
Date: 10 Jul 1995 08:08:29 GMT
Subject: TAB: The Wise Maid
Well, since there hasn't been much tab posted lately, I thought I'd throw
something out. This is a fingerpicked arrangement of an Irish tune called
The Wise Maid that I pulled out of the Fiddler's Fakebook. All I've really
done is to put a very straightforward bass line under it, but it sounds
pretty cool. When I play it alone, I do it once through at a slowish pace,
trying for a harp sound, then I pick it up and do it a second time at a
fair clip.
I generally follow this with two other tunes from the Fakebook, Allie Crocker
and Eighth of January, flatpicked at as ridiculous a tempo as I can manage.
Enjoy it, and comments are welcome. (I'm working on similar stuff for Kid On
the Mountain and Rights Of Man, if anyone is interested in more of this sort
of thing.)
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The Wise Maid
(Traditional, Arr. Jon Kiparsky)
Drop-D tuning (DADGBE)
1 . / . 2 . / . 3 . / . 4 . / .
E--------------------------------------023-2---0-------------------
B----------------------------------3-3-------3---2-3-0-----0-------
G------0------------2-2---2----------------------------2-----------
D-4--4----4-2-0-2-4-----4---4-2-0----------0-------------4---2-2-0-
A-------------------------0--------0---2-------4---2-------2-------
D-0-------0-------4------------------------------------------------
5 . / . 6 . / . 7 . / . 8 . / .
E--------------------------------------023-2---0------------------- ||
B-----------------------0----------3-3-------3---2-3-0------------- .||
G------0------------2-2---2----------------------------2-0--------- ||
D-4--4----4-2-0-2-4---------4-2-0----------0---------------4-0-0-2- .||
A-----------------0---2---4---2----0---2-------4---2--------------- ||
D-0-------4------------------------------------------------0------- ||
9 . / . 10 . / . 11 . / . 12 . / .
E------------------2-5-2-3-2-0-3-2-----2-0-----0---2-0----------
B-3--------------3-------------------3-------2---3-----3-2-----2
G----2-0-------2-------------------2-------2---------------2-2--
D--------4-0-4---0-------2-------4-------2-------0--------------
A-0------------------------------------------------------4------
D---------------------------------------------------------------
13 . / . 14 . / . 15 . / . 16 . /
E-0-----------------2-5-2-3-2-0-------0--------------------- |
B-------0-3-------3-------------3-023---2-3-0--------------- |
G-----0---------2-----------------------------2-0----2---2-- .|
D---2-------0-4---0--------------------------------4---2---0 .|
A-2-------0------------------------------------------------- |
D-------------------------5-------4---2---0--------4---2---0 |
*The things that look like triplets in bars 3, 7, and 15 are, in fact,
triplets.
*Irish tunes are typically played AABB- bars 1 through 8 are the A part,
that's played twice and then the B part (9-16) is plyed twice, then the whole
thing is repeated. Unless, of course, you want to do otherwise.
*Comments to jkiparsk@reed.edu
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From: Wes Jester
Subject: /IRISH/TipperaryTown.crd
To: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu (jamesb@nevada.edu)
Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 9:22:53 EDT
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Tipperary Town
CAPO none
A7DD7G
Are you going across to Ireland, will you take me in your car,
DA7
I'm sure you'll find my conversation sound,
DD7G
I can pay my way entirely, I'll enjoy your company,
A7D
Leave me off in any Tipperary town.
(CHORUS:)
Leave me on the road to Nenagh, Hear the rippling Shannon call,
Where the Arragh mountains meet the Silvermines,
I'd be happy too in Cahir, where the Galtee shadows fall,
I'm at home in any Tipperary town.
CHO:
I relive again the memories of times I used to know,
When I let the wandering thought invade my mind,
And the little town of Enly I left so long ago,
How I rue the day I left them all behind.
CHO:
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From: Wes Jester
Subject: /IRISH/WildRover.crd
To: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu (jamesb@nevada.edu)
Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 9:25:36 EDT
Mailer: Elm [revision: 70.85]
The Wild Rover
GC
I've been a wild rover, for many's the year
GDG
I've spent all me money on whiskey and beer
C
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
GDG
And I never will play the wild rover no more
DD7
CHO: And it's no, nay, never (clap-clap-clap-clap)
GC
No, nay, never, no more
GC
Will I play the wild rover
GDG
No, never, no more
I went to an ale house, I used to frequent
And I told the landlady me money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered my nay
Such a custom as yours I can get any day
(chorus)
I brought from my pocket, ten souvereigns bright
And the landladys eyes opened wide with delight
She said I have whiskeys and wines of the best
And the words that I told you were only in jest
(chorus)
I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask that the pardon their prodigal son
And if the caress me, as oft times before
I never will play the wild rover no more
(chorus)
G
The holly green the ivy green
CG
The prettiest picture you've ever seen
CG
Is Christmas in Killarney
D7G
With all of the folks at home
It's nice you know to kiss your beau
CG
While cuddling under the mistletoe
CG
And Santa Claus you know of course
D7G
Is one of the boys from home
Em
The door is always open
BmEm
The neighbors pay a call
D7
And Father John before he's gone
A7D7
Will bless the house and all
G
How grand it feels to click your heels
CG
And join in the fun of the jigs and reels
CGC
I'm handing you no blarney the likes you've never known
GD7G
Is Christmas in Killarney with all of the folks at home
Repeat
CGD7G
It's Christmas in Killarney with all of the folks at home
Am
What'll we do with a drunken sailor?
G
What'll we do with a drunken sailor?
Am
What'll we do with a drunken sailor?
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning?
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
G
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
Am
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Sling him in the long boat till he's sober,
G
Sling him in the long boat till he's sober,
Am
Sling him in the long boat till he's sober,
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Pull out the plug and wet him all over,
G
Pull out the plug and wet him all over,
Am
Pull out the plug and wet him all over,
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Take 'im and shake 'im, try an' wake 'im.
G
Take 'im and shake 'im, try an' wake 'im.
Am
Take 'im and shake 'im, try an' wake 'im.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.
G
Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.
Am
Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
G
Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
Am
Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
G
Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
Am
Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
G
Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
Am
Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Send him up the сrow's nest till he falls down,
G
Send him up the сrow's nest till he falls down,
Am
Send him up the сrow's nest till he falls down,
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Tie him to the taffrail when she's yardarm under,
G
Tie him to the taffrail when she's yardarm under,
Am
Tie him to the taffrail when she's yardarm under,
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
G
Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
Am
Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts flippers.
G
Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts flippers.
Am
Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts flippers.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter.
G
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter.
Am
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Take the Baby and call it Bo'sun.
G
Take the Baby and call it Bo'sun.
Am
Take the Baby and call it Bo'sun.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Turn him over and drive him windward.
G
Turn him over and drive him windward.
Am
Turn him over and drive him windward.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Put him in the scuffs until the horse bites on him.
G
Put him in the scuffs until the horse bites on him.
Am
Put him in the scuffs until the horse bites on him.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Heave him by the leg and with a rung сonsole him.
G
Heave him by the leg and with a rung сonsole him.
Am
Heave him by the leg and with a rung сonsole him.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
That's what we'll do with the drunken sаilor.
G
That's what we'll do with the drunken sаilor.
Am
That's what we'll do with the drunken sаilor.
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
G
Way, hey and up she rises
Am
Way, hey and up she rises
GAm
Earl-aye in the morning.
Intro: Bbadd9 | Bbadd9Bbadd9
Sitting in my messy room -
D#add9
This battlefield I call my home,
Gm7
Tired of fighting soldiers
F
In their quest for being shallow.
Looking out my broken window,
Starring at the lonely moon,
Trying to forget tomorrow -
All I do is think of you.
Cm7Cm7sus2D#D#maj
We are different, yet the same,
Bbadd9
You and me are both outsiders,
F
We’re no players in their game.
Cm7Cm7sus2
Guess you’re a geek
D#add9
And I’m called a freak,
Bbadd9
But it’s a well known fact
G#
That opposites attract.
Chorus:
BbBbmaj
You are up and I am down,
F
You’re so serious, I’m the clown,
Cm
Cloudy days just bring you pain,
D#add9
I like dancing in the rain.
You are North and I am South,
We know what it’s all about,
You put the words into my mouth,
D#add9Bbadd9
You’re wonderful!
Instrumental: Bbadd9 | Bbadd9
I’m getting on the morning bus,
And I feel the world is watching us,
The seat beside you is still free,
Think you might be calling me.
While I take up the empty place,
A gentle smile lights up your face.
Since we got nowhere else to go,
Might as well say: "Hello".
We are different, yet the same,
You and me are both outsiders,
We’re no players in their game.
Guess you’re a geek
And I’m called a freak,
But it’s a well known fact
That opposites attract.
Chorus:
You are up and I am down,
You’re so serious, I’m the clown,
Cloudy days just bring you pain,
I like dancing in the rain.
You are North and I am South,
We know what it’s all about,
You put the words into my mouth,
You’re wonderful!
Instrumental: Bbadd9 | Bbadd9
We are different, yet the same,
You and me are both outsiders,
We’re no players in their game.
Guess you’re a geek
And I’m called a freak,
But it’s a well known fact
That opposites attract.
Chorus:
You are up and I am down,
You’re so serious, I’m the clown,
Cloudy days just bring you pain,
I like dancing in the rain.
You are North and I am South,
We know what it’s all about,
You put the words into my mouth,
D#add9Bb
You’re wonderful!
You are up and I am down,
You’re so serious, I’m the clown,
Cloudy days just bring you pain,
I like dancing in the rain.
You are North and I am South,
We know what it’s all about,
You put the words into my mouth,
D#add9
Maybe we’re wonderful…
Intro: Asus2 | Asus2 | E/G# | H | Asus2 | Asus2 | Am6EHsus4
Come and find me, I’ve been hiding from you,
Asus2
Come and get me, running from you.
C#mEHsus4
It’s been easy, easy for you
Asus2E/HEadd9/H
To believe me when I say I love you.
Chorus:
EHsus4
But what would you do when my house was empty?
Aadd9
My life in a bag and away from you,
EF#add9
You took my love for granted, would you really miss me?
E/HHF#m7sus4E/G#Aadd9
Any other guy would do, but would you?
EHsus4
It’s a secret and a question for you,
Asus2A
Where I’m at now, what are you gonna do?
C#m7Hsus4
If you run here and look for me now,
Asus2AF#m
Are we done here or starting somehow? Oh…
Chorus:
But what would you do when my house was empty?
My life in a bag and away from you,
You took my love for granted, would you really miss me?
E/HHF#m7sus4E/G#
Any other guy would do, but would you?
Aadd9H
Would you?
C#m7H/D#
It’s a two-way street and I know that,
Aadd9
But don’t look back.
Hsus4
Still I wonder, still I wonder…
Chorus:
What would you do when my house was empty?
My life in a bag just to be with you,
But when I’m at your door, will you say you missed me?
E/HH
Any other guy would do,
F#m7sus4E/G#Aadd9H
Yeah, any other guy would do, but would you?
Instrumental: F#m | C#m7 | Aadd9 | HC5-C
Oh, would you?
Asus4
Oh, would you?
Esus2
I love you…
DC#7F#mB
В твоих мирах растворилась целая вечность,
DC#7F#mB
Мы потерялись в глубине этой бесконечности.
DC#7F#mB
Без тебя, без меня так странно, нелепо.
DC#7F#mB
Сколько нас за пределами этой Вселенной? Сколько нас?
DC#7F#mB
Ответы - вопросы, теряешься в прошлом,
DC#7F#mB
А за окном листья падают в осень.
DC#7F#mB
Вопросы - ответы, кажется,
DC#7F#mB
Мы заблудились на разных планетах.
DC#7F#mB
Сколько слов связано взглядами...
DC#7F#mB
И это больше, чем просто привязанность.
DC#7F#mB
Без тебя, без меня - это меньше чем...
DC#7F#mB
Без тебя, без меня - нам это незачем.
DC#7F#mB
Ответы - вопросы, теряешься в прошлом,
DC#7F#mB
А за окном листья падают в осень.
DC#7F#mB
Вопросы - ответы, кажется,
DC#7F#mB
мы заблудились на разных планетах.
DC#7F#mB
Ответы, вопросы, вопросы, ответы.
DC#7F#mB
Без тебя, без меня, без тебя, без меня.
IRIS - Без тебя. Без меня. (Garry Prize remix) [FREE DOWNLOAD]
DAD
На родимых ирландских просторах
DC
Созревает ячмень с коноплей.
DGD
Соберем всех знакомых старперов
DAD
И уйдем в трехнедельный запой.
Припев:
DAD
Мы седые ирландские старцы,
DC
Мы сидим на бугре и пердим.
DGD
Тебе стукнуло сто, мне - сто двадцать,
DAD
Но в обиду себя не дадим.
DAD
А сынок мой сражался за правду,
DC
А внучок террорист-патриот.
DGD
В группе Pogues мой обдолбанный правнук
DAD
Неприличное что-то поет.
Припев:
DAD
Мы седые ирландские старцы,
DC
Мы сидим на бугре и пердим.
DGD
Тебе стукнуло сто, мне - сто двадцать,
DAD
Но в обиду себя не дадим.
DAD
Помню, ездил к сыночку я в Дублин,
DC
На дворе был шестнадцатый год.
DGD
От стрельбы был наш Дублин обуглен,
DAD
И с тех пор стал беззубым мой рот.
Припев:
DAD
Мы седые ирландские старцы,
DC
Мы сидим на бугре и пердим.
DGD
Тебе стукнуло сто, мне - сто двадцать,
DAD
Но в обиду себя не дадим.
DAD
А в году девятьсот тридцать пятом
DC
Я поехал к внучонку в Белфаст.
DGD
Там взорвали чего-то ребята,
DAD
Вот тогда-то мне выбило глаз.
Припев:
DAD
Мы седые ирландские старцы,
DC
Мы сидим на бугре и пердим.
DGD
Тебе стукнуло сто, мне - сто двадцать,
DAD
Но в обиду себя не дадим.
DAD
Ну а правнучек мой - Шон Мак-Гован,
DC
Сам частенько в деревне гостит.
DGD
Набухается, словно корова,
DAD
На бугре вместе с нами пердит.
Припев:
DAD
Мы седые ирландские старцы,
DC
Мы сидим на бугре и пердим.
DGD
Тебе стукнуло сто, мне - сто двадцать,
DAD
Но в обиду себя не дадим.
DAD
Я как выпью, мне снова семнадцать,
DC
Да и ты ведь еще не старпер.
DGD
Если хочешь напиться, подраться,
DAD
Приходи к нам, дружок, на бугор.
Припев:
DAD
Мы седые ирландские старцы,
DC
Мы сидим на бугре и пердим.
DGD
И хотя нам уже за сто двадцать,
DAD
Помирать мы ишо погодим.
DAD
Мы седые ирландские старцы,
DC
Мы сидим на бугре и пердим.
DGD
И хотя нам уже за сто двадцать,
DAD
"Ишо много чаво учудим"
