Misc Originals - John mulligan - stout or a tea

^CI asked her if she wants a^Dm stout or a tea ^FA glass full of black stuff would ^Gmake me happy ^CI'll be dead by christmas if yo^Dmu're asking me ^FCould you promise me I'll b^Ge buried at sea

^CIn a sky full of rain I^Dm went for the bar ^FKneeling at church isn't ^Gmy place by far ^CI'd rather put down all wh^Dmiskey in the jar ^FThan put my self out in the^G church wrecking car

^CThe summer arrives as the ^Dmwild mountain thyme ^FI drank too much scoops no ^Glonger have a dime ^CWon't miss the last call what ^Dmthe fuck is it time?! ^FWell stop singing and bring me ^Gwhiskey and lime

^CFrom Doolin to dingle we^Dm stop in tralee ^FWith rose county Clare we ^Genjoyed a brandy ^CAlone at the counter a lad^Dm name Franky ^FBlabering words about^G travel stories

^COn top of the mourning wo^Dmke up in Galway ^FBuskers in streets could ^Gbe an easy way ^CI look up each night at th^Dme grand milky way ^FHoping one day I'll be with^G you far away

^CMy glass is empty barrels s^Dmtarts to be low ^FMy friend in the corner le^Garning the banjo ^CWith juice of the barley the ^Dmfiddlers will show ^FMore and more drunk they will^G sound like a pro.

^CI'd rather have a fully pin^Dmt for my own ^FThan share the half and pass^G less time with her bone ^CAt one point all drinks will b^Dme add on my loan ^FThen I'll leave the city in the^G dark and unknown