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Capo: 2 Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo at 2nd Fret - often when he plays a C he drops the pinky on the 3rd Fret of high E (G note) before jumoing to the Em - and sometimes plays the G with just the pinky covering the 3rd frets of the B and E strings. The basic chord pattern is [VERSE] Am Em Am C Em
CREGPEAmAT Emx 3 C G Em Am [CHORUS] C D Em C Am D C D Am Em C G Em Am
VERSE x 2 CHORUS x2 (second time is the instrumental ending) That's about it. See the live version on Youtube (LateLate Show) to see the strumming pattern and the fingering mentioned above. ----------------------------------------------- Here are the lyrics as sung on the Late Late Show - I've added the chords for the Verse and Chorus just once
AmI am a bold undaunted fox that never yet was trapped or caughEmt. AmMe rental rates and taxes I was wCillin’ for to pEmay. CI made me nGame in fine good land between TAmipperary and KnockloEmng CWhere my forefathers livGed and died three thouEmsand years ago. Am
I lived as happy as King Saul and loved me neighbours one and all, I had no animosity for either friend nor foe, Until a cruel landlord drove me from my native home He told me I should leave the place and show me face no more. And the day that he evicted me, it’s then I knew I'd have to flee. So late that night I faced him left him lying low. He fell victim to a shot, his agency he soon forgot. And From that day on they’re searchin’ for farmer Michael Hayes. Soon there was a great lookout by land and sea myself to rout From Dublin Quay to Belfast along the ragin’ sea. By telegraph they did insert a great reward for my arrest, Me figure, size and form, and me name without mistake.
CThey broke their broguesD to gain the great rewarEmd; CBut they could never capture faAmrmer Michael HaDyes. CAround the coast they mDade a steer from PAmoolbeg lighthouse to Cape CEmlear, CKillarney town and swGeet Tralee and they Emthen crossed into ClAmare.
And when they landed on the shore they searched Kilrush from tip to toe. They searched the baths at Lisdoon, then Milltown Malbay. Connemara being remote, they thought ’twas there I might resort; But the dogs were gettin’ weary and the horses they were slow In Galwsy town as I lay down, I heard a dreadful cry of hounds So I jumped into the Claddagh and to Spiddel I did go The posse they began to trot thinking that they had me caught But I was back in Doolin drinking mugs of tae As the moon began to shine I thought I’d make a foreign clime, And leave them all to search for farmer Michael Hayes. So so Dublin town I made my way and then to Cobh and Amerikay; Now I’m in the land of liberty and a fig for all my foes.