Hợp âm The Turfman From Ardee

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
[G]

[Verse 1]
[G]For the sake of [C]health I [G]took a
walk one [C]morning [G]in the dawn
I met a jolly [C]turfman on the road as I went [G]on
A friendly conversa[C]tion came
between this man and [G]me
And that's how I came
acquainted with the
Turfman from
Ardee
We chatted very freely as
we jogged along the road
Says he, my ass is [C]tired and
I'd like to sell my [G]load
For I've had no refresh[C]ment
since I left my home, you [G]see,
And I'm [C]tired out of [G]travelling,
says the turf man from
Ardee.
Says
I, my friend, your cart is worn,
your ass is very old,
It must be [C]twenty summers
since the day that he was [G]foaled.
I remember well when he was [C]born,
[G]September 43,
And he [C]cantered from the [G]midwife
Says the turf man from
Ardee
And many's the [C]time I've
[G]used the beast
With this rough hazel rod
But I'm a [C]stone I never did see
Poor
Jack go un[G]shot
The harness that is [C]on his back
It was made by
Sam
[G]McGee
And he's [C]dead these two -and [G]-t
wenty years as the turf man from
[C]Ardee[G][C]
[G]I know, my f[C]riend, my c[G]art is worn,
but it's tough old
Irish wood
It must have been in [C]constant
use since the time of
Noah's [G]flood.
The axle never wanted [C]grease,
but one year out of [G]three,
It's a [C]real old
Carrick [G]axle, said the turf man from
Ardee.
Just then I [C]heard a [G]female voice
that I knew very well,
Politely asking [C]this poor
man his load of turf to [G]sell.
I shocked the steady old hand
of his and he bowed re[C]spectfully
[G]And I hop[C]e I'll meet some
[G]fu ture day with the
Turfman from
[C]Ardee