The Irish Rovers

The Irish Rovers - The Crockery Ware (+ gitaaraccoorden) lyrics

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Intro: D-D-G-G-A-A-D-D  2x

A (D)young man (G)lived in (D)Belfast town 
And he courted a girl called (A)Sally Brown
A (D)young man (G)lived in (D)Belfast town
And he courted a (A)girl called (D)Sally Brown.
He asked her for a (Em) favour bright
That (D)he might sleep with (A)her all night

Chorus
(D)Wak fol a diddle doma (G)di du day
(A)Wak fol a diddle doma (D)di du day

Bridge: D-D-G-G-A-A-D-D  

Well (D)this fair (G)maid she (D)gave consent
And straight up to her (A)room she went
Well (D)this fair (G)maid she (D)gave consent
And straight up (A)to her (D)room she went
And in the room there (Em)was a chair
And (D)under the chair was the (A)crockery ware

(D)Wak fol a diddle doma (G)di du day
(A)Wak fol a diddle doma (D)di du day

D-D-G-G-A-A-D-D

The (D)young man (G)he got (D)up in the night
He was looking for his (A)heart’s delight
The (D)young man (G)he got (D)up in the night
He was looking (A)for his (D)heart’s delight
His foot did slip, I (Em)do declare
And he (D)tumbled into the (A)crockery ware

(D)Wak fol a diddle doma (G)di du day
(A)Wak fol a diddle doma (D)di du day

D-D-G-G-A-A-D-D

Her (D)mother (G)she got (D)up in the night
And ran upstairs with a (A)candle light
Her (D)mother (G)she got (D)up in the night
And ran up(A)stairs with a (D)candle light
She said "Young Man, what (Em)do you dare
A-(D)breaking  all my (A)crockery ware?"

(D)Wak fol a diddle doma (G)di du day
(A)Wak fol a diddle doma (D)di du day

D-D-G-G-A-A-D-D

She (D)called for the po(G)lice at the (D)break of day
To see what this young (A)man would pay
She (D)called for the po(G)lice at the (D)break of day
To see what (A)this young (D)man would pay
He paid nine pounds for the (Em)crockery ware
And (D)nine pounds ten for the (A) damm well chair

(D)Wak fol a diddle doma (G)di du day
(A)Wak fol a diddle doma (D)di du day

D-D-G-G-A-A-D-D

Come (D)all you (G)wild and (D)ramblin’ sports
That love to wander (A)in the dark
Come (D)all you (G)wild and (D)ramblin’ sports
That love to (A)wander (D)in the dark
Who bang their shins a(Em)gainst the chair
And (D)break the auld one's (A)crockery ware

(D)Wak fol a diddle doma (G)di du day
(A)Wak fol a diddle doma (D)di du day
(D)Wak fol a diddle doma (G)di du day
(A)Wak fol a diddle doma (D)di du day

D-D-G-G-A-A-D-D
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Released in: 2000

Language: English

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