Key: A
C
strum G
strum
note of each chord
Then riff 2
F
strum D
strum
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
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
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
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