Christy Moore - Arthur macbride

^CI had a first cousin called Arthur McBride he and^C I took a^C stroll^Am down by the se^Caside a ^Cseeking good fortune and what might th^Eme tide it w^Cas just ^Amas the day ^Cwas a dawn^Ding And ^Cafter we rested we we^Cnt on a tramp^C we^C met Searg^Ceant Napper an^Amd Corporal Cr^Camp and a^C little wee drummer who^Em beat up our camp with ^Dhis rowdy ^Cdou dou in the mo^Crning

^CHe said my young fellows if you will enlist a guin^Cea you qu^Cickly s^Amhall have in yo^Cur fist an^Cd besides a crown for to kick up the d^Emust and ^Cdrink th^Ame King's he^Calth in th^De morning but ^Chad we been such fool^Cs as to take ^Cthe advance th^Ce wee bit ^Cof money we'd ^Amhave to run c^Chance do yo^Cu think it no scuples f^Emor to send us to France where^D we would ^Cbe killed in the ^Cmorning

^CHe says my young fellows if I hear but one word instan^Ctly now w^Cill out^Am with my sword ^C an^Cd into your bodies as strength might a^Emfford so n^Cow me ga^Amy devils ta^Cke warning^D but ^CArthur and I we soon ^Ctook the odds^C an^Cd we gave ^Cthem no chance^Am for to draw ^Cout their swords our w^Cacking shillelaghs came^Em over their heads and p^Daid them r^Cight smart in the^C morning

^CAs for the wee drummer we rifled his pouch and we^C made a f^Cootball^Am of his rowdy d^Cou dou an^Cd into the ocean for to rock and to ro^Emll and barr^Cing the ^Amday its ret^Curning ^D as f^Cor the ould rapier th^Cat hung by hi^Cs side we^C flung as ^Cfar as we coul^Amd in the tide^C To th^Ce divil I pitch you say^Ems Arthur McBride to te^Dmper your ^Cedge in the morni^Cng.