U2 - The ballad of ronnie drew

H^Dere's to the Ronnie, the v^Goice we ad^Aore Like c^Doals from a coal bucket s^Gcraping the fl^Aoor S^Ding out his praises in m^Gusic and m^Aalt And ^Dif you're not Irish, that ^Gisn't your f^Dault

R^Daise up our voices like d^Gogs in a p^Aack G^Drateful for honest men ^Gwe never l^Aack We g^Dot 'em by twenties, we g^Got 'em by ^Aones T^Dhem and their daughters and ^Gall of their so^Dns

Here's to y^Gou, Ronnie Dr^Dew Here's to y^Gou, Ronnie Dr^Dew Ronnie Dr^Gew, we l^F#move you, yes we d^Go Here's to y^Dou, Ronnie Dr^Aew, here's to y^Dou

And wh^Dat's it to any man wh^Gether or n^Ao' Wh^Dether I'm easy or wh^Gether I'm tr^Aue As I l^Difted her petticoat ^Geasy and sl^Aow And I t^Died up me sleeve for to b^Guckle her sh^Doe

G^Det up and go at it, f^Give until f^Aive When the wh^Distle says budge it we ^Gcome back al^Aive He'll s^Ding to the heavens, he's st^Gormy as h^Aell And wher^Dever he goes, we'll be w^Gishing him we^Dll

Here's to y^Gou, Ronnie Dr^Dew Here's to y^Gou, Ronnie Dr^Dew Ronnie Dr^Gew, we l^F#move you, yes we d^Go Here's to y^Dou, Ronnie Dr^Aew, here's to y^Dou

The d^Aawn and the dust, the wise, the unjust Kids in g^Emambling games The u^Anheard, the unseen, the unwashed and unclean Where the str^Emeets all have names B^Aaggot Street, Leeson Street, right on to Stephen's Green With l^Emovers and loners who can hear all intoners The g^Aoths and the ravers, immigrants and traders S^Eming out Ronnie Drew

A e^Dye for a eye or a ha^Gnd for a ha^And Tr^Dust in the music and str^Gike up the b^Aand The m^Dore that we sing the l^Gess that we f^Aight T^Dime and again this is pr^Goved to be r^Dig^Dht^{G A}

B^Duild you a statue on St. St^Gephen's Gr^Aeen No f^Dairer monument ^Gere to be s^Aeen The st^Datue of Ronnie Drew h^Golding the h^Aand Of a g^Dirl with her hair in a bl^Gack velvet ba^Dnd

Here's to y^Gou, Ronnie Dr^Dew Here's to y^Gou, Ronnie Dr^Dew Ronnie Dr^Gew, we l^F#move you, yes we d^Go Here's to y^Dou, Ronnie Dr^Aew, here's to y^Dou

Here's to y^Dou, Ronnie Dr^Aew, here's to y^Dou, Here's to y^Dou, Ronnie Dr^Aew, here's to y^Dou

N.C.

And what's it to any man whether or no'

N.C.

Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true

N.C.

As I lifted her petticoat easy and slow

N.C.

And I rolled up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe