Junior B All Star Chords

[Intro]
 
G
Oh the Junior B all-star don’t you forget
Em
Middle of May, haven’t started training yet
   C
No hats, flags or headbands no painted cars
     D
We just turn up go out and pull hard
 
[Verse 1]
 
G
Our goalkeeper he’s thirty-two
           Em
Came straight from mass, plays wearin’ his shoes
        C
The fullback line not the best on earth
D
Wait’ll they finish their Junior Cert
       G
So drop your can, mark your man
Em
Get off that girl and grab your hurl
C
We’re roundin’ up lads,
 
Numbers are slack
D
Even John Fenton is making a comeback
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
C
Cometh the man, cometh the hour
D
When he puts on that jersey he’s got superpowers
 
[Chorus]
 
G          D
J-U-N-I-O-R-B
C                       D
That’s the sport of kings to me
G                    D
Henry Shefflin, Eoin Kelly
C                       D
You wouldn’t last at Junior B
Em                             D
For cones and drills we do not care
C                       D
Give me high balls into the square
G          D
J-U-N-I-O-R-B
C
He could be from Cork, Ballyduff or Mullingar
D
He’s a Junior B all-star
 
[Verse 2]
 
G
Our centre-forward, a club stalwart
Em
Breaks up the play cause he’s so awkward
C
Doubles on the ball doesn’t try to catch it
D
He hit six wides, got man of the match
G
Ah the legends of Junior B
Em
We’ve had the same full-forward since the 70s
C
Straps up the knee heading into battle
D
He invented the third-man tackle
G
Swingin’ the elbows giving out shiners
Em
This is no place for County Minors
C
Sticks up the hand, like God almighty
D
Hasn’t scored since Italia 90
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
C
Smells of cider, loves to pull hard
D
Always gets away with a yellow card
 
[Chorus]
 
G          D
J-U-N-I-O-R-B
C                       D
That’s the sport of kings to me
 
G                    D
Henry Shefflin, Eoin Kelly
C                       D
You wouldn’t last at Junior B
Em                             D
For cones and drills we do not care
C                       D
Give me high balls into the square
G          D
J-U-N-I-O-R-B
C
He could be from Bray, Ballyhea or Castlebar
D
He’s a Junior B all-star
 
[Mid-Section]
 
Em      D
 
Em
If you’re twenty-four stone
 
From pints and breakfast rolls
                                                    D
We’ve a place for you, if you can score goals
Em
If you can’t lift or strike
 
But like a few pints
                                                     D
I’ll put you on the text list for Wednesday night
Em
Out every weekend, drink until you’re cabbaged
                                                                D
That’s not a beer belly that’s the size to do some damage
Em
Underage legends so the story goes
                                                G
Taught Lar Corbett every trick that he knows
 
G
But soon he knows, he’ll have to retire
        G                         D
The knee are gone and the legs are tired
C
On the sideline he’ll have to be content
D
He can always get into management
 
[Chorus]
 
G          D
J-U-N-I-O-R-B
C                       D
That’s the sport of kings to me
G                    D
Henry Shefflin, Eoin Kelly
C                       D
You wouldn’t last at Junior B
Em                             D
For cones and drills we do not care
C                       D
Give me high balls into the square
G          D
J-U-N-I-O-R-B
C
He could be from Cork, Ballyduff or Mullingar
D
He’s a Junior B all-star
 
[Instrumental]
 
G       Em      C       D       x2
 
[Outro]
 
C                                                               D
We lost the County Final we’d been out on the beer
                                      G
Lads there’ll always be next year
X