Michael Hurley - Knocando

^EI had a glass of ^C#mKnockando Ah ^Ayes I ^Breally ^Edid ^Ethe flames that lived, ^C#mthey were blue as ^Athey re^Bcalled the ^Ered ^EHad a ^C#mglass of ^AKnockan^Bdo ^C#mThis is ^Awhat I s^Baid ^EYou are the ^C#mfire, ^Athe spirit ^Efire, your ^Esoul is ^Bburning ^Egood ^Ecan you ^C#mhear the ^Acracklin' ^Efire ^Eof the ^Bold pine ^Ewood

^ENow everywhere that ^C#mI may roam I'm ^Agreiving ^Ball the ^Ewhile ^Efrom the valley where I ^C#mlongst to be I ^Awander ^Bin ex^Eile ^EHad a ^C#mglass of ^AKnockan^Bdo ^C#mThis is w^Ahat I s^Baid ^EYou are the ^C#mfire, ^Athe spirit ^Efire, your ^Esoul is ^Bburning ^Egood ^Ecan you ^C#mhear the ^Acracklin' ^Eheart ^Eof the ^Bold pine ^Ewood

^ENo can do what ^C#mI dream of in the^A dark and ^Bbloody ^Eground ^ENo can do good fo^C#mr you I'll ^Asee you ^Ball aroun^Ed ^EHad a ^C#mglass of ^AKnockan^Bdo ^C#mThis is w^Ahat I s^Baid ^EYou are the ^C#mfire, ^Athe spirit ^Efire, your ^Esoul is ^Bburning ^Egood ^Ecan you ^C#mhear the ^Acracklin' ^Eheart ^Eof the ^Bold pine ^Ewood

^EGo ye to the little black ^C#mhill ^Ago aga^Bin you ^Ewill ^Eenough for me, enough for ^C#myou and a ^Aglass of ^BKnockan^Edo ^EHad a ^C#mglass of ^AKnockan^Bdo ^C#mThis is w^Ahat I s^Baid ^EYou are the ^C#mfire, ^Athe spirit ^Efire, your ^Esoul is ^Bburning ^Egood ^Ecan you ^C#mhear the ^Acracklin' ^Eheart ^Eof the ^Bold pine ^Ewood