Paul Loughran — Mcalpines Fusiliers

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(Spoken)

[Verse 1]
D5
'Twas in the year of 'thirty-nine
D5
When the sky was full of lead
Gadd9
When Hitler was heading for Poland
Gadd9
And Paddy, for Holyhead

[Verse 2]
D5
Come all you pincher laddies
D5
And you long-distance men
Gadd9
Don't ever work for McAlpine
Gadd9
For Wimpey, or John Laing

[Verse 3]
 D5
You'll stand behind a mixer
D5
Till your skin is turned to tan
Gadd9
And they'll say, "Good on you, Paddy"
Gadd9
With your boat-fare in your hand

[Verse 4]
 D5
The craic was good in Cricklewood
Gadd9
And they wouldn't leave the Crown
D5
With glasses flying and Biddy's crying
Aadd11
'Cause Paddy was going to town

[Verse 5]
 D5
Oh mother dear, I'm over here
Gadd9
And I'm never coming back
D5
What keeps me here is the reek o' beer
Aadd11
The women and the craic

[Verse 6]
  D5
I come from the county Kerry
Gadd9
The land of eggs and bacon
D5
And if you think I'll eat your fish 'n' chips
Add11
Oh dear then you're mistaken

[Verse 7]
Aadd11      Gadd9        D5
As down the glen came McAlpine's men
D5                 Gadd9    D5
With their shovels slung behind them
D5  Dmaj7  D6sus      Bm7 Aadd11 Gadd9
'Twas in the pub they drank the sub
   Gadd9
And out in the spike you'll find them

[Verse 8]
D5  Dmaj7  D6sus     Bm7   Aadd11  Gadd9
We sweated blood and we washed down mud
   Gadd9
With pints and quarts of beer
    D5  Dmaj7 D6sus   Gadd9
And now we're on the road again
    Aadd11     Gadd9 D5
With McAlpine's fusiliers

[Verse 9]
D5      Dmaj7     D6sus      Gadd9
I stripped to the skin with Darky Finn
    D5   A6sus  Gmaj7sus2 D5
Way down on the Isle of Grain
D5  Dmaj7  D6sus     Bm7 Aadd11 Gadd9
With Horseface Toole I learend the rule
   Gadd9
No money if you stopped for rain

[Verse 10]
D5  Dmaj7  D6sus    Bm7 Aadd11 Gadd9
McAlpine's god is a well-filled hod
    Gadd9
Your shoulders cut to bits and seared
D5  Dmaj7  D6sus   Gadd9
And woe to he who looks for tea
Gadd9    D       D5
With McAlpine's fusiliers

[Verse 11]
D5      Dmaj7     D6sus      Gadd9
I remember the day that the Bear O'Shea
  D5   A6sus  Gmaj7sus2 D5
Fell into a concrete stairs
  D5  Dmaj7  D6sus      Bm7 Aadd11 Gadd9
What Horseface said when he saw him dead
    Gadd9
Well it wasn't what the rich call prayers

[Verse 12]
D5  Dmaj7  D6sus     Bm7 Aadd11 Gadd9
I'm a navvy short, was the one retort
   Gadd9
That reached unto my ears
   D5  Dmaj7  D6sus           Gadd9
When the going gets rough you must get tough
Gadd9    Aadd11       D5
With McAlpine's fusiliers

[Verse 13]
    D5      Dmaj7     D6sus      Gadd9
I've worked till the sweat it has had me beat
 D5   A6sus  Gmaj7sus2 D5
With Russian, Czech, and Pole
  D5  Dmaj7  D6sus      Bm7 Aadd11 Gadd9
On shuttering jams up in the hydro-dams
    Gadd9
Or underneath the Thames in a hole

[Verse 14]
D5  Dmaj7  D6sus     Bm7 Aadd11 Gadd9
I've grafted hard and I've got my cards
    Gadd9
And many a ganger's fist across my ears
   D5  Dmaj7  D6sus           Gadd9
If you pride your life don't join, by Christ
Gadd9    Aadd11       D5
With McAlpine's fusiliers

[Outro]
  D5 Dmaj7 D6sus  Gadd9
And now we're on the road again
 Gadd9  Aadd11 Gadd9 D5
With McAlpine's fusiliers		
    

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