SEAN O'FLAHERTY's ACCORIDAN
tabbed by Douglas Thompson (jwtjta@aol.com)

Capo 1

  Chords Used:
E|--0--|--0--|--2--|--2--|--2--|--4--|
B|--2--|--0--|--2--|--3--|--3--|--5--|
G|--2--|--1--|--2--|--4--|--2--|--6--|
D|--2--|--2--|--4--|--4--|--0--|--6--|
A|--0--|--2--|--4--|--2--|-----|--4--|
E|-----|--0--|--2--|-----|-----|-----|
    A     E    F#m   Bm     D    C#m


[Intro]
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E


   A               Bm
My name is Sean O' Flaherty
      E            D
And a story I will tell
     A             Bm
Come gather round, quiet down
   D              E
As so you hear it well

Bm         C#m
Listen for patience
   D
As I sing this song
       A           Bm
For my voice it is weak
       E           F#m   E
And my drink it is strong


   A                   Bm
My father played the accordian
  E              D
A passion in his hands
   A                 Bm
To end the day, he'd sit and play
    D            E
The music of his land

   Bm           C#m
He played it to forget
       D
And he played to recall
   A              Bm
He played for his family
        E          F#m  E
But for me most of all


         A             Bm
He said "Sean come and listen
   E              D
To what I have to say
    A                      Bm
The time has come for you, my son,
   D            E
To learn how to play."

    Bm               C#m
"My hands have grown tired
     D
I've counted my moons
   A              Bm
So please take my instrument
E               F#m  E
With it take my tune."


[Interlude]
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E


    A             Bm
The music, it was brilliant
    E             D
The music, it was grand
    A                Bm
The instrument would dance around
D           E
Alive in my hands

      Bm              C#m
And I played it to forget
      D
And I played to recall
  A               Bm
I played this old instrument
       E              F#m  E
For my father most of all


       A             Bm
In the cold month of January
   E              D
My father passed away
    A               Bm
And in that time, I came to find
    D             E
The music hard to play

    Bm             C#m
But troubled I was not
       D
With a drink in my hand
         A          Bm
For it's easy to forget
          E            F#m  E
When it's hard just to stand


[Interlude]
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E


     A                Bm
So I brought my old accordian
       E            D
To the pub as if to play
      A              Bm
But I pass it far, across the bar
   D               E
My drinking for to pay

        Bm          C#m
You can drink to forget
        D
You can drink to recall
         A                 Bm
But I'll drink to this old instrument
     E            F#m  E
That hangs on the wall


[Outro]
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E
A  E  F#m  E
Bm    D    E