Christy Moore - January man

^AmThe January^C man he walks the ^G road In woollen coat and boots of ^Am leather The ^CFebruary man still shakes the ^Am snow From off his ^G hair and blows his ^Am hands The ^Am man of March he sees the Spring and ^C Wonders what the year will ^G bring And hopes for better ^Am weather

^AmThrough April rains the ^Cman comes down To ^G watch the birds come in to share the ^Am summer The ^C man of May stands very still ^Am Watching the children ^G dance away the day ^Am In ^Am June the man ^C inside the man is young And wants to lend a hand ^G And grins at each new ^Am comer

^Am And in July the ^C man in cotton ^G shirt He sits and thinks on being ^Am idle The ^C August man in thousands take the ^Am road To watch the ^G sea and find the ^Am sun ^Am September man is standing near ^C To saddle up another ^G year And Autumn is his ^Am bridle

^Am The man of new ^C October takes the ^G rains And early frost is on his ^Am shoulder The ^C poor November man sees fire and ^Am rain And snow and ^G mist and wintery ^Am gale ^Am December man looks through the snow ^C To let eleven brothers ^G know They’re all a little ^Am older

^Am And the January ^C man comes round ^G again In woollen coat and boots of ^Am leather To ^C take another and walk ^Am along the icy ^G road he knows so ^Am well ^Am The January man is here for ^C Starting each and every ^G year Along the road for ^Am ever