About this version: This is not an attempt to copy Christy Moore, I havent
checked what key he does it in, just something I've put together in the absence of finding a tab on the net
happy to hear alternatives to this progression, particularly the A A7 Dsus2 D line.
I'm also playing this to a different rhythm to the original, that may impact on its feel too.
[Verse]
D G D
A boat sailed out of Brandon in_the year of five o one
D G A
’twas a damp and dirty mornin’ Brendan’s voyage it begun.
D G D
Tired of thinnin’ turnips and cuttin’ curley kale
A D
When he got back from the creamery he hoisted up the sail.
G D
He ploughed a lonely furrow to the north, south, east and west
D G A
Of all the navigators, St. Brendan was the best.
D G D
When he ran out of candles he was forced to make a stop,
D A D
He tied up in Long Island and put America on the map.
G D
Did you know that Honolulu was found by a Kerryman,
A A7 Dsus2 D
Who went on to find Australia then China and Japan.
G D
When he was touchin’ 70, he began to miss the crack,
A D
Turnin’ to his albatross sez he “I’m headin’ back”.
[Chorus]
G D
“Is it right or left for Gibraltar”
A D
“and What tack do I take for Mizen Head?”
G D
“I’d love to settle down near Ventry Harbour”,
A D
St. Brendan to his albatross he said.
[Verse]
D G D
To make it fast he bent the mast and built up mighty steam.
G A
Around Terra del Fuego and up the warm Gulf Stream,
D G D
He crossed the last horizon, Mt. Brandon came in sight
A D
And when he cleared the customs into Dingle for the night.
G D
When he got the Cordon Bleu he went to douse the drought,
A A7 Dsus2 D
He headed west to Crozier’s to murder pints of stout
G D
Around by Ballyferriter and up the Conor Pass
A D
He freewheeled into Brandon, the saint was home at last.
[Chorus]
G D
“Is it right or left for Gibraltar”
A D
“and What tack do I take for Mizen Head?”
G D
“I’d love to settle down near Ventry Harbour”,
A D
St. Brendan to his albatross he said.
[Verse]
D G D
The entire population came (281) the place was chock-a-block
G A
Love nor money wouldn’t get your nose inside the shop.
D G D
The fishermen hauled up their nets, the farmers left their hay,
A D
Kerry people know that saints don’t turn up every day.
G D
Everythin’ was goin’ great ’til Brendan did announce
A A7 Dsus2 D
His reason for returnin’ was to try and set up house.
G D
The girls were flabbergasted at St. Brendan’s neck
A D
To seek a wife so late in life and him a total wreck.
[Chorus]
G D
“Is it right or left for Gibraltar”
A D
“and What tack do I take for Mizen Head?”
G D
“I’d love to settle down near Ventry Harbour”,
A D
St. Brendan to his albatross he said.
[Verse]
D G D
Worn down by rejection that pierced his humble pride,
G A
“Begod”, sez Brendan “If I run I’ll surely catch the tide”
D G D
Turnin’ on his sandals he made straight for the docks
A D
And haulin’ up his anchor he cast off from the rocks.
G D
As he sailed past Inismhicheallain there stood the albatross
A A7 Dsus2 D
“I knew you’d never stick it out, ’tis great to see you boss”
G D
“I’m bailin’ out” sez Brendan, “I badly need a break
A D
A fortnight is about as much as any aul saint could take.”
[Chorus] x 2
G D
“Is it right or left for Gibraltar”
A D
“and What tack do I take for Mizen Head?”
G D
“I’d love to settle down near Ventry Harbour”,
A D
St. Brendan to his albatross he said.