Tuning: G C E A

The repeating chord progression is: I - V - vi - iii IV - I - ii - IV I - IV - vi - I vi - IV - V - V7 I - V - vi - iii IV - I - ii - IV I - IV - I - vi I - vi - V - I Paul also plays this little lead in every now and then: A||------|3 E||0-1-3-|5 C||0-2-4-|5 G||------|5 Enjoy! [Verse 1]

Oh me ^Cand my cou^Gsin one A^Amrthur McBr^Emide As we ^Fwent a-wal^Cking down^Dm by the se^Faside, Now ma^Crk what fo^Fllowed an^Amd what did^C betide For it^Am being on ^FChristmas^G morning. ^G7 And fo^Cr recreati^Gon we wen^Amt on a tra^Emmp And we^F met Serge^Cant Nappe^Dmr and Corp^Foral Cramp. And th^Ce little w^Fee drumme^Cr intendin^Amg camp For th^Ce day bein^Amg pleasan^Gt and char^Cming.

[Verse 2]

“Good ^Cmorning, g^Good morni^Amng” the Se^Emrgeant did cry.” “And t^Fhe same to^C you gent^Dmlemen,” we^F did reply Intend^Cing no har^Fm as we m^Ameant to pa^Css by For it^Am being on ^FChristmas^G morning. ^G7 But sa^Cys he “My ^Gfine fell^Amows if you^Em will enlist It’s t^Fen guineas^C in gold ^DmI will sli^Fp in your fists And a ^Ccrown in t^Fhe bargai^Cn for to k^Amick up the dust And dr^Cink the Ki^Amng’s heal^Gth in the ^Cmorning.

[Verse 3]

For a ^Csoldier he^G leads a ^Amvery fine ^Emlife And he^F always is^C blessed ^Dmwith a cha^Frming young wife, And he^C pays all ^Fhis debts^Am without s^Corrow and strife And al^Amways lives^F pleasant^G and charm^G7ing. And a ^Csoldier he^G always i^Ams decent a^Emnd clean In the^F finest of^C clothing^Dm he’s cons^Ftantly seen While ^Cother poor^F fellows ^Clook dirty^Am and mean And su^Cp on thin ^Amgruel in ^Gthe mornin^Cg.”

[Verse 4]

Says A^Crthur, “I ^Gwouldn’t ^Ambe proud o^Emf your clothes For yo^Fu’ve only ^Cthe lend ^Dmof them, a^Fs I suppose, And yo^Cu dare not^F change t^Amhem one ni^Cght for you know If you^Am do you’ll^F be flogg^Ged in the ^G7morning. And al^Cthough tha^Gt we are ^Amsingle and^Em free, We tak^Fe great de^Clight in ^Dmour own co^Fmpany And we^C have no d^Fesire str^Cange faces^Am to see Althou^Cgh that yo^Amur offers^G are charm^Cing.

[Verse 5]

And we^C have no d^Gesire to ^Amtake your ^Emadvance, All ha^Fzards and ^Cdangers w^Dme barter o^Fn chance. For yo^Cu would ha^Fve no scr^Amuples for ^Cto send us to France Where ^Amwe would g^Fet shot w^Githout war^G7ning.” “Oh no^C,” says th^Ge Sergean^Amt, “I’ll h^Emave no such chat And I ^Fneither wi^Cll take i^Dmt from spa^Flpeen or brat For if^C you insul^Ft me with^C one other^Am word I’ll c^Cut off you^Amr heads i^Gn the morn^Cing.”

[Verse 6]

And th^Cen Arthur ^Gand I we ^Amsoon drew ^Emour odds And we^F scarce ga^Cve them t^Dmime for to^F draw their own blades When a^C trusty uk^Fulele cam^Ame over the^Cir heads And ba^Amde them ta^Fke that a^Gs fair war^G7ning. And th^Ceir old ru^Gsty rapie^Amrs that hu^Emng by their sides We flu^Fng them as^C far as w^Dme could in^F the tide “Now t^Cake them o^Fut, devil^Cs,” cried ^AmArthur McBride, “And t^Cemper thei^Amr edge in^G the morni^Cng.”

[Verse 7]

And th^Ce little w^Gee drumme^Amr we flatt^Emened his pouch And we^F made a fo^Cotball of^Dm his rowdy^F dow dow Threw ^Cit in the ^Ftide for ^Amto rock an^Cd to roll And ba^Amde it a te^Fdious ret^Gurning. ^G7 And we^C having no^G money, p^Amaid them o^Emff in cracks And we^F paid no r^Cespect to^Dm their two^F bloody backs, But we^C lathered ^Fthem ther^Ce like a p^Amair of wet sacks And le^Cft them fo^Amr dead in^G the morni^Cng.

[Verse 8]

And so^C to conclu^Gde and to^Am finish di^Emsputes We obl^Figingly as^Cked if th^Dmey wanted ^Frecruits, For we^C were the ^Flads who ^Amwould give^C them hard clouts And bi^Amd them loo^Fk sharp i^Gn the morn^G7ing. Oh me ^Cand my cou^Gsin one A^Amrthur McBr^Emide As we ^Fwent a-wal^Cking down^Dm by the se^Faside, Now ma^Crk what fo^Fllowed an^Cd what did^Am betide For it^C being on ^AmChristmas^G morning. ^C

Paul Brady - Arthur mcbride