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Capo: 4
McConnville's James Keelaghan Album: House of Cards (2009) Capo 4 or 5 Chords: G/B x20003 C/B x20010 D/F# 200232
I wGork down at McCG/Bonnville's, it's the pCub behind the sGquare If D/F#ever you're in GPortadG/Bown, anyoCne can point you tD/F#here We have lGagers ales and pG/Borters, but the tChing that brings them Gin D/F# G G/B C D/F# G G/B Is the whiskey that McConnville brews, that where this all begins
In aCll the years I've wGorked there, and for fAmifty yC/Bears beCfore D/F# Not a bGottle of the sG/Bweet stuff, ever wAmalked outC/Bside the dCoor D/F# 'Cause McCoCnnville laid the rGule down, and it was hAmonoured C/Btill toCday D/F# You can dGrink your fill while G/Bat the bar, but the bCottle D/F#has to sGtay
inst: G/B C G D/F# C (D/F#) Six or seven years ago, when young Jimmy first came by He was looking for a local, we were the third place that he'd tried He looked around, no ferns, no telly blaring from the bar And once he tried the whiskey, Jimmy never strayed too far He'd come in after dinner, for an hour maybe more He'd play some cards and talk and joke, 'cause that's what a local's for Before he'd leave most nights, because the bottles had to stay He'd ask me for a whiskey, just to see him on his way Three days ago his mate come in, he said Jimmy took a fall From a roof that he was working on, he had no chance at all And today after the funeral, after burying young Jim They came here to his second home, the mourners crowded in Then I did a thing I never thought I'd do 'til it was done I took a bottle from the shelf, I held it up for everyone Rules are made for breaking, tonight the whisky leaves the bar An auction for the family, who'll give me 50 pounds to start At 500 pounds the bidding stopped, yeah you couldn't hear a sound But for the roar as Jimmy's friends stepped up, and laid their pay packs down And I can't believe I did it, I never thought I'd see the day That I'd hand someone the bottle, and then watch it walk away As I was heading home tonight, I passed the graveyard by I sure that I heard singing, and silhouetted on the sky Were Jimmy's friends and they were pouring something on his grave A little offering for young Jim, to help him on his way I work down at McConnville's, that's the pub behind the square
If D/F#ever you're in GPortadG/Bown, anyoCne can D/F#point you tGhere