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Basically the whole song just goes C G F C.
(You can omit the F if you like)
Intro (flutes): C G F C x4
VERSE I:
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C G
In the days I went a courtin',
F C
I was never tired resortin'.
C G
To an ale house or a playhouse,
F C
And many's the house besides
C G
But I told me brother Seamus,
F C
I'd go off and be right famous,
C G
And I never would return again,
F C
Until I roamed the worldwide.
CHORUS:
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C G
Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin,
F C
Sure I'm sick and tired of workin'
C G
No more I'll dig for praties,
F C
And no longer I'll be fooled
C G
As sure as me name is Carney,
F C
I'll be off to Californy
C G
Where instead of digging praties,
F C
I'll be digging lumps of gold.
Inst. (flutes): C G F C x1
VERSE II:
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C G
I've courted girls in Blarney,
F C
in Kanturk and in Killarney
G
In passage and in Queenstown,
F C
that is the Cobh of Cork.
C G
Goodbye to all this pleasure,
F C
I'll be off to take me leisure
C G
And the next time that you'll hear from me,
F C
will be a letter from New York.
CHORUS:
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C G
Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin,
F C
I'm sick and tired of workin'
G
No more I'll dig for praties,
F C
And no longer I'll be fooled
G
As sure as me name is Carney,
F C
I'll be off to Californy
G
Where instead of digging praties,
F C
I'll be digging lumps of gold.
VERSE III:
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C G
Goodbye to the girls at home,
F C
I'm going far across the foam.
C G
To try and make me fortune,
F C
in far Amerikay.
C G
There's gold and jewels and plenty,
F G
For the poor and for the gentry
C G
And when I return again,
F C
I never more will say:
CHORUS:
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C G
Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin,
F C
Sure I'm sick and tired of workin'
C G
No more I'll dig for praties,
F C
And no longer I'll be fooled
C G
As sure as me name is Carney,
F C
I'll be off to Californy
C G
Where instead of digging praties,
F C
I'll be digging lumps of gold.
Inst.: C G F C to fadeout.
