Sickbed of Cuchulainn

                                                               e|---8-8-10-12-10-8----8-8-10-12-10-----8-8-10-12-10-8----8-8-10-8-| B|-8----------------10----------------8-----------------10---------| G|-----------------------------------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| Mc(C)Cormack and Richard () Tauber    Are () singing by the () bed.    There’s a () glass of punch be(Dm)low your feet    And an () angel at your () head.    There’s () devils on each () side of you    With () bottles in their () hands.    You need () one more drop of () poison    And you’ll () dream of foreign () lands.    When you () pissed yourself in () Frankfurt    And got () syph down in Co(F)logne    And you () heard the rattling () death trains    As you () lay there all a(F)lone    Frank () Ryan brought you () whiskey    In a () brothel in Ma(C)drid    And you () decked some fucking () blackshirt    Who was () cursing all the () Yids.    At the () sick bed of Cu(F)chulainn    We’ll () kneel and say a () prayer    And the () ghosts are rattling () at the door    And the () devil’s in the () chair.                                       And () in the Euston () Tavern    You () screamed it was your () shout    But they () wouldn’t give you () service    So you () kicked the windows () out.    They () took you out in(C)to the street    And () kicked you in the () brains    So you () walked back in through a () bolted door    And () did it all a(C)gain.    At the () sick bed of Cu(F)chulainn    We’ll () kneel and say a () prayer    And the () ghosts are rattling () at the door    And the () devil’s in the () chair.                               e|----------------------------------------| B|------------------------5-6--5----------| G|---------------5----5-7--------7-5------| D|-7-7-7-5-7-5-7---3------------------5-5-| A|----------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------|    e|----------------------------------------| B|------------------------5-6--5----------| G|---------------5----5-7--------7-5------| D|-7-7-7-5-7-5-7---3------------------5-5-| A|----------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------|           You re(C)member that foul () evening    When you () heard the banshees () howl    There was () lazy drunken () bastards    Singing () ’Billy is in the () bowl.’    They () took you up to () midnight mass    And () left you in the () lurch    So you () dropped a button () in the plate    And () spewed up in the () church.    Now you’ll () sing a song of () liberty    For () blacks and paks and () jocks    And they’ll () take you from this () dump you’re in    And () stick you in a () box.    Then they’ll () take you to Clough(C)prior    And () shove you in the () ground    But you’ll () stick your head back () out and shout    "We’ll () have another () round."    At the () graveside of Cu(F)chulainn    We’ll () kneel around and () pray    And () God is in His () heaven    And () Billy’s down by the () bay.                               e|----------------------------------------| B|------------------------5-6--5----------| G|---------------5----5-7--------7-5------| D|-7-7-7-5-7-5-7---3------------------5-5-| A|----------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------|    e|----------------------------------------| B|------------------------5-6--5----------| G|---------------5----5-7--------7-5------| D|-7-7-7-5-7-5-7---3------------------5-5-| A|----------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------| Transpose: UP / DOWN   Songbook: please log in Source: original song Listen to this song: Free 30 second preview