The Titanic - Paddy Goes To Holyhead
Capo 1
On the 1[Am]1th of A[G]pril nineteenhu[Em]ndred and tw[Am]elve
The q[Am]ueen of the o[G]cean had s[Em]tarted her life[Am]
With t[C]hirteen hundred pa[G]ssangers she sa[Em]iled out from C[Am]ork
Lead [Am]by 900 s[G]ailors on her [Em]way to New [Am]York
Chorus:
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h r[Em]iddle of the [Am]century
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h p[Em]ride of the White-Star-[Am]Line
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h ye be[Em]came a wet reli[Am]quary
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h a v[C]ictim of the brine[Am]
On the f[Am]orteenth of A[G]prli at el[Em]even fourth p[Am]m
An [Am]outlook guy named fre[G]edy fleet the a[Em]larmbell he did r[Am]ing
Captain Sm[C]ith gave the o[G]rder: "half ste[Em]am ahead!" he c[Am]ried
As the s[Am]teamer got a na[G]rrow shave from a gi[Em]ant in the n[Am]ight
(chorus)
The w[Am]ater filled the l[G]iner
The death-str[Em]uggle takes 3 ho[Am]urs
The [Am]operators wor[G]king hard an eme[Em]rgency he mor[Am]sed
"Calif[C]ornian can't you h[G]ear me - is your w[Em]ireless working t[Am]here?"
Wallace [Am]hartley and his ra[G]g-time-band played a tu[Em]ne called Derry Ai[Am]r
(chorus)
On the f[Am]ifteenth of A[G]pril nineteenh[Em]undred and tw[Am]elve
The q[Am]ueen of the oc[G]ean had e[Em]nded her life[Am]
[C]Eighteen lifeboats we[G]re in store seven h[Em]undred for to s[Am]ave
But f[Am]ifteen hundret p[G]assangers rest [Em]in their icy grave [Am]
(chorus)
Capo 1
On the 1[Am]1th of A[G]pril nineteenhu[Em]ndred and tw[Am]elve
The q[Am]ueen of the o[G]cean had s[Em]tarted her life[Am]
With t[C]hirteen hundred pa[G]ssangers she sa[Em]iled out from C[Am]ork
Lead [Am]by 900 s[G]ailors on her [Em]way to New [Am]York
Chorus:
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h r[Em]iddle of the [Am]century
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h p[Em]ride of the White-Star-[Am]Line
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h ye be[Em]came a wet reli[Am]quary
[C] Uh-uh-u[G]h a v[C]ictim of the brine[Am]
On the f[Am]orteenth of A[G]prli at el[Em]even fourth p[Am]m
An [Am]outlook guy named fre[G]edy fleet the a[Em]larmbell he did r[Am]ing
Captain Sm[C]ith gave the o[G]rder: "half ste[Em]am ahead!" he c[Am]ried
As the s[Am]teamer got a na[G]rrow shave from a gi[Em]ant in the n[Am]ight
(chorus)
The w[Am]ater filled the l[G]iner
The death-str[Em]uggle takes 3 ho[Am]urs
The [Am]operators wor[G]king hard an eme[Em]rgency he mor[Am]sed
"Calif[C]ornian can't you h[G]ear me - is your w[Em]ireless working t[Am]here?"
Wallace [Am]hartley and his ra[G]g-time-band played a tu[Em]ne called Derry Ai[Am]r
(chorus)
On the f[Am]ifteenth of A[G]pril nineteenh[Em]undred and tw[Am]elve
The q[Am]ueen of the oc[G]ean had e[Em]nded her life[Am]
[C]Eighteen lifeboats we[G]re in store seven h[Em]undred for to s[Am]ave
But f[Am]ifteen hundret p[G]assangers rest [Em]in their icy grave [Am]
(chorus)
