Glen Hansard - Mccormacks wall

Well, I’ve ^Cnot been honest, ^Fdarlin', No, I’ve ^Gnot been straight at ^Amall. Well, I ^Cbeg your ^Fpardon; The night we ^Gjumped McCormack’s ^FWall I was so ^Chappy just to ^Fbe with you I would have said ^Ganything at ^Amall. Now I could ^Cscream your name Till you ^Fdo the same, But I ^Gknow you won’t ^Frespond

Well,^G here we are. What’s ^Fthere to do? La din ^Cda..^F. ^{G Am} La din ^Cda..^F. I’m gonna ^Gride black river^F

With the ^Clark in the ^Fmorning And the ^Gdew upon the ^Amdawn, Well, a-^Chome we came a-^Fcrawling With our ^Gsickness and ^Four song For ^Call guitar ^Fmakers; for the ^Gprisoners and the ^Amlaw; And to the ^Cfine wine ^Fdrinkers Who ^Gdrank their bellies ^Fraw; And to ^Call the good sa^Fmaritans, Whoever ^Gfound us in the ^Amdark; And to ^Call who’ve been Or ^Fcome between The ^Glovers in the ^Fpark; And to ^Call the Ó Díomasaigh ^Fsingers With their ^Groots in holy ^Amground. And for^Cgiveness still ^Flingers In the ^Gbells above the ^Ftown.

Well, ^Ghere we are. What’s ^Fthere to do? La din ^Cda..^F. ^{G Am} La din ^Cda..^F. I’m gonna ^Gride black river^F La din ^Cda..^F. ^{G Am} La din ^Cda..^F. I’m gonna ^Gride black river^F

Well, this ^Cis a song of ^Fdrinking, And for a ^Gdrink it will be ^Amsung, And I’ll ^Csing it right, and I’ll ^Fsay goodnight — Unless they're ^Gserving another ^Fone

^C(r^Fep^Gea^Ft, also throughout the violin solo)