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John O'Reilly - Charlie Robison
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Tabbed by: DrHess84
Tuning: Standard
Capo II (Relative to capo)
[D]My name is John O'Reilly and my father worked the f[G]ields
In the hills of old K[D]ilarny where I helped him turn the w[A]heels
[D]My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of [G]17
And I used my fists for [D]gambling on those [A]wet Kilarny [D]streets
[D]Well the ship left for America and I took my pack a[G]board
Said goodbye to my dear [D]Ireland said a prayer to my dear [A]lord
[D]But I fought those sorry guineas in the kitchen they called [G]hell
Well I fought them for their [D]dollar and those [A]guineas paid me [D]well
Chorus:
[D]Fair the well fair Dover
Fair the well your seasons [G]turn
For my pockets will be [D]jingling on the day of my [Bm]return the [A]day of my [D]return
[D]Well I fought in New York City and I fought the Jersey [G]shore
My gut stayed full of [D]whiskey and my bed stayed full of [A]whores
[D]Well they called my right a cannonball and my left they called the [G]same
And I left them all [D]lyin' half in [A]blood and half in [D]shame
[D]Well I met a man on 32 and he stuck out his [G]hand
And he offered me a [D]thousand if I'd fall before his [A]man
[D]Well I said it could be done but only for another [G]two
And he smiled at me and [D]nodded as I [A]stuck it in my [D]shoe
Chorus:
[D]Fair the well fair dover
Fair the well your seasons [G]turn
For my pockets will be [D]jingling on the day of my [Bm]return the [A]day of my [D]return
[D]Well they rang the bell two times before I let him have my [G]nose
And I let him work my [D]left until my eye was swollen [A]closed
[D]Then I let loose a right that they still talk about [G]today
For that guinea didn't [D]know that I had [A]bet the other [D]way
[D]They covered every dock and every port there on the [G]coast
Looking for the double [D]crosser who had turned into a [A]ghost
[D]But I was on a train my friend that rode the other [G]way
And I'll sail from [D]California back to [A]Dublin one fine [D]day
Chorus: x2
[D]Fair the well fair Dover
Fair the well your seasons [G]turn
For my pockets will be [D]jingling on the day of my [Bm]return the [A]day of my [D]return
John O'Reilly - Charlie Robison
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Tabbed by: DrHess84
Tuning: Standard
Capo II (Relative to capo)
[D]My name is John O'Reilly and my father worked the f[G]ields
In the hills of old K[D]ilarny where I helped him turn the w[A]heels
[D]My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of [G]17
And I used my fists for [D]gambling on those [A]wet Kilarny [D]streets
[D]Well the ship left for America and I took my pack a[G]board
Said goodbye to my dear [D]Ireland said a prayer to my dear [A]lord
[D]But I fought those sorry guineas in the kitchen they called [G]hell
Well I fought them for their [D]dollar and those [A]guineas paid me [D]well
Chorus:
[D]Fair the well fair Dover
Fair the well your seasons [G]turn
For my pockets will be [D]jingling on the day of my [Bm]return the [A]day of my [D]return
[D]Well I fought in New York City and I fought the Jersey [G]shore
My gut stayed full of [D]whiskey and my bed stayed full of [A]whores
[D]Well they called my right a cannonball and my left they called the [G]same
And I left them all [D]lyin' half in [A]blood and half in [D]shame
[D]Well I met a man on 32 and he stuck out his [G]hand
And he offered me a [D]thousand if I'd fall before his [A]man
[D]Well I said it could be done but only for another [G]two
And he smiled at me and [D]nodded as I [A]stuck it in my [D]shoe
Chorus:
[D]Fair the well fair dover
Fair the well your seasons [G]turn
For my pockets will be [D]jingling on the day of my [Bm]return the [A]day of my [D]return
[D]Well they rang the bell two times before I let him have my [G]nose
And I let him work my [D]left until my eye was swollen [A]closed
[D]Then I let loose a right that they still talk about [G]today
For that guinea didn't [D]know that I had [A]bet the other [D]way
[D]They covered every dock and every port there on the [G]coast
Looking for the double [D]crosser who had turned into a [A]ghost
[D]But I was on a train my friend that rode the other [G]way
And I'll sail from [D]California back to [A]Dublin one fine [D]day
Chorus: x2
[D]Fair the well fair Dover
Fair the well your seasons [G]turn
For my pockets will be [D]jingling on the day of my [Bm]return the [A]day of my [D]return
