The Irish Rovers - The rake
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Capo: 5
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
Am Am C F C G Em G Am Am C F C G Am Am
[Verse 1]
I Amam a young fellow from the CCounty TyFrone,
In the Ctown of StraGbane sure I'mEm very well Gknown,
For Amdown to the alehouse I'm Cfrequently Fgoin',
With CKitty and GGinny and AmMary.
My Amfather rebuked me for Cbeing such a rake,
And for Amspending me Gmoney on whiskey and cakes,
But the Amlassies are sweet and it's Call for their Fsakes,
And it Ckeeps me lightGhearted and Ammerry.
[Chorus]
I'll Ameat when I'm Chungry, I'll Emdrink when I'm Gdry,
I will Amcourt all the Glassies or at Emleast I will Gtry,
And I'll Amnever conform 'til the Cday that I Fdie,
Agus Cfagaimid Gsuid mar aAmtá sé
[Bridge]
C G Am
[Verse 2]
If I Amchance for to wander on Cdown to the Ffair,
All the Classies all aGround me do Emflock on the Gsquare,
I'll Ampull out me fiddle and Cplay an auld Fair,
And Csoon we're all Goff on the Amspree.
There's AmPeggy and Jane from the Cbanks of Loch Nee,
There's AmKitty and GMolly down Dungannon Way,
And there's aAmnother one from Cookstown who Cmakes me head Fsway,
Such a Cfuss they all Gmake over Amme.
[Chorus]
I'll Ameat when I'm Chungry, I'll Emdrink when I'm Gdry,
I will Amcourt all the Glassies or at Emleast I will Gtry,
And I'll Amnever conform 'til the Cday that I Fdie,
Agus Cfagaimid Gsuid mar aAmtá sé
[Bridge]
C G Am
[Verse 3]
To Amquarrel for riches I Cne'er was inFclined,
For the Cgreatest of Gmisers must Emleave them beGhind,
So me Ammoney I spend with no Cthought in me Fmind,
But to Ckick up our Gheels and carAmrouse.
For the Amrich never spend any Cgold of their own,
Sure they Amhold it aGway like a dog and it's bone,
But they Amend on their back among Cnettles and Fstones,
And I Chear there're no Gpockets in Amshrouds.
[Chorus]
I'll Ameat when I'm Chungry, I'll Emdrink when I'm Gdry,
I will Amcourt all the Glassies or at Emleast I will Gtry,
And I'll Amnever conform 'til the Cday that I Fdie,
Agus Cfagaimid Gsuid mar aAmtá sé
[Bridge]
Am Am C F C G Em G Am Am C F C G Am Am
[Verse 4]
Now Amsome say I'm foolish and Csome say I'm Fwise,
For Cloving the Gwomen and the Emwhiskey like Gwives,
But the Amson of King David had Cten hundred Fwives,
And Chis wisdom was Ghighly reAmgarded!
So I'll Amcall for the lassies and Cask them to wed,
And we'll Amall be conGtent in the one marriage bed,
While the Amrich count their gold we'll count Cchildren inFstead,
And we'll Craise them up Gtrue and stout-Amhearted.
[Chorus]
I'll Ameat when I'm Chungry, I'll Emdrink when I'm Gdry,
I will Amcourt all the Glassies or at Emleast I will Gtry,
And I'll Amnever conform 'til the Cday that I Fdie,
Agus Cfagaimid Gsuid mar aAmtá sé
Agus Cfagaimid Gsuid mar aAmtá sé
[Outro]
Am Am C F C G Em G Am Am C F C G Am Am