Medley

[The Recruiting Sargeant] - by Chris Em Em G D As I was walking down the road, a-feeling fine and larkey, oh Em (G) (D) Em A recruiting sargeant came up to me, says he, "You'd look fine in khaki, oh Em G D For the King, he is in need of men, come read this proclamation, oh Em (G) (D) Em A life in Flanders for you then would be a fine vacation, oh." "That may be so," says I to him, "But tell me sargeant, deary-o If I had a pack stuck up on me back would I be fine and cheery-oh? For they'd have you train and drill until they'd have you one of the Frenchies, oh It may be warm in Flanders but it's drafty in the trenches, oh." The sargeant smiled and winked his eye, his smile was most provoking, oh He twiddled and twirled his wee moustache, says he, "I know you're only joking, oh. The sandbags are so warm and high, the wind you won't feel blowing, oh." I winked at a cailin passing by, says I, "What if it's snowing, oh?" Come rain or hail or wind or snow, I'm not going out to Flanders, oh There's fighting in Dublin to be done, let your sargeants and you commanders go. Let English men fight English wars, it's nearly time they started, oh I saluted the sargeant a very good night. There and then we parted, oh. [Rocky Road to Dublin] C As I went down to Galway Town to seek for recreation G C On the seventeenth of August, me mind being elevated C G Am C There were passengers assembled with their tickets at the station Em Am And me eyes began to dazzle and they off to see the races C G Am With me wack fol the do fol the diddle idle day There were passengers from Limerick and passengers from Nenagh The boys of Connemara and the Clare unmarried maiden There were people from Cork City who were loyal, true and faithful Who brought home the Fenian prisoners from dying in foreign nations With me wack fol the do fol the diddle idle day And it's there you'll see the pipers and the fiddlers competing And the sporting wheel of fortune and the four and twenty quarters And there's others without scruple pelting wattles at poor Maggie And her father well contented and he gazing at his daughter With me wack fol the do fol the diddle idle day (instrumental verse) With me wack fol the do fol the diddle idle day ***These are the chords for The Rocky Road To Dublin, which is the middle part of MEDLEY from If I Should Fall From Grace With God. (It should be noted the Pogues recorded a version with vocals on the Live At The 100 Club 7".) Dm - C - Dm -C - Dm - Am - Dm - Am - Dm - Am - C (2x) Dm - C -Dm And it's there you'll see the jockeys and they mounted on so stably The pink, the blue, the orange, and green, the colors of our nation The time it came for starting, all the horses seemed impatient Their feet they hardly touched the ground, the speed was so amazing! With me wack fol the do fol the diddle idle day There was half a million people there of all denominations The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, the Presbyterian Yet there was no animosity, no matter what persuasion But failte hospitality inducing fresh acquaintance With me wack fol the do fol the diddle idle day C As I went down to Galway Town To seek for recreation On the seventeenth of August G C Me mind being elevated G There were passengers assembled Am C With their tickets at the station Em And me eyes began to dazzle Am And they off to see the races C G With me wack fol the do fol Am The diddle idle day There were passengers from Limerick And passengers from Nenagh The boys of Connemara And the Clare unmarried maiden There were people from Cork City Who were loyal, true and faithful Who brought home the Fenian prisoners From dying in foreign nations And it's there you'll see the pipers And the fiddlers competing And the sporting wheel of fortune And the four and twenty quarters And there's others without scruple Pelting wattles at poor Maggie And her father well contented And he gazing at his daughter And it's there you'll see the jockeys And they mounted on so stably The pink, the blue, the orange, and green The colors of our nation The time it came for starting All the horses seemed impatient Their feet they hardly touched the ground The speed was so amazing! There was half a million people there Of all denominations The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, the Presbyterian Yet there was no animosity No matter what persuasion But failte hospitality Inducing fresh acquaintance