Biography:
Paul Joseph Brady (born May 19, 1947 in Strabane, County Tyrone, Ireland) is an Irish singer/songwriter whose work straddles folk and pop. He was into a wide variety of music from an early age. During his career he has passed through several major bands (including The Johnstons, Planxty, Andy Irvine & Paul Brady) and on to a successful solo phase.
Brady began performing as a hotel piano player in Donegal at the age of sixteen and graduated to being guitarist, during the 1960s, in two rhythm and blues bands: Rockhouse and the Cult.
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Other songs:
- Arthur Mcbride
- Arthur Mcbride And The Sergeant
- Busted Loose
- Crazy Dreams
- Hard Station
- Island
- Lakes Of Ponchartrain
- Lakes Of Pontchartrain
- Luck Of The Draw
- Marriage Made In Hollywood
- Mary And The Soldier
- Nobody Knows
- Nothing But The Same Old Story
- Oh What A World
- Paddys Green Shamrock Shore
- Smile
- The Homes Of Donegal
- The Island
- The Jolly Soldier
- The Lakes Of Ponchartrain
- Wearin The Britches
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When in OPEN G/D The chords are:
G/D D7 D6sus4 D7sus2
G/D D7 G/D
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
As we went a-walking down by the seaside
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
Now, mark what did follow and what did betide
D6sus4 G/D D7
For it being on Christmas morning...
G/D D7 G/D
Out for recreation, we went on a tramp
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp
D6sus4 D7 G/D
And a little wee drummer, intending to camp
D6sus4 G/D D7
For the day being pleasant and charming
G/D D7 G/D
"Good morning! Good morning!" the sergeant did cry
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
"And the same to you gentlemen!" we did reply
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
Intending no harm but meant to pass by
D6sus4 G/D D7
For it being on Christmas morning
G/D D7 G/D
But says he, "My fine fellows if you will enlist
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
It's ten guineas in gold I will slip in your fist
D6sus4 D7 G/D
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust
D6sus4 G/D D7
And drink the King's health in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
For a soldier he leads a very fine life
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And he always is blessed with a charming young wife
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife
D6sus4 G/D D7
And always lives pleasant and charming...
G/D D7 G/D
And a soldier he always is decent and clean
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
In the finest of clothing he's constantly seen
D6sus4 D7 G/D
While other poor fellows go dirty and mean
D6sus4 G/D D7
And sup on thin gruel in the morning."
G/D D7 G/D
"But", says Arthur, "I wouldn't be proud of your clothes
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
For you've only the lend of them as I suppose
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
And you dare not change them-one-night, for you know
D6sus4 G/D D7
If you do you'll be flogged in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
And although that we-are single and free
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
We take great delight in our own company
D6sus4 D7 G/D
And we have no desire strange faces to see
D6sus4 G/D D7
Although that your offers are charming
G/D D7 G/D
And we have no desire to take your advance
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
All ha-----zards and dangers we barter on chance
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
For you-would-have no scruples for-to-send-us-to France
D6sus4 G/D D7
Where we would get shot without warning"
G/D D7 G/D
"Oh now!", says the sergeant "I'll have no such chat
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And I neither will take it from spalpeen or brat
D6sus4 D7 G/D
For if you insult me with one other word
D6sus4 G/D D7
I'll cut off your heads in the morning"
G/D D7 G/D
And-then Arthur and I we soon drew our hods
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we scarce gave them time for to draw-their-own-blades
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
When a trusty shillelagh came over their heads
D6sus4 G/D D7
And bade them take that as fair warning
G/D D7 G/D
And their old-rusty rapiers that hung by their side
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
D6sus4 D7 G/D
"Now take them out, Divils!", cried Arthur McBride
D6sus4 G/D D7
"And temper their edge in the morning"
G/D D7 G/D
And the little wee drummer we flattened his pow
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we made-a-football of his rowdeydowdow
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
Threw it in the tide for to rock and to row
D6sus4 G/D D7
And bade it a tedious returning
G/D D7 G/D
And we having no money, paid-them-off in cracks
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we paid no respect to-their two bloody backs
D6sus4 D7 G/D
For we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks
D6sus4 G/D D7
And left them for dead in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
And so to-conclude and to finish disputes
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
We o------bligingly asked if they wanted recruits
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts
D6sus4 G/D D7
And bid them look sharp in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
Oh me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
As we went a walkin' down by the seaside
D6sus4 D7 G/D
Now mark what followed and what did betide
D6sus4 G/D D7
For it being on Christmas morning
G/D D7 D6sus4 D7sus2
G/D D7 G/D
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
As we went a-walking down by the seaside
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
Now, mark what did follow and what did betide
D6sus4 G/D D7
For it being on Christmas morning...
G/D D7 G/D
Out for recreation, we went on a tramp
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp
D6sus4 D7 G/D
And a little wee drummer, intending to camp
D6sus4 G/D D7
For the day being pleasant and charming
G/D D7 G/D
"Good morning! Good morning!" the sergeant did cry
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
"And the same to you gentlemen!" we did reply
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
Intending no harm but meant to pass by
D6sus4 G/D D7
For it being on Christmas morning
G/D D7 G/D
But says he, "My fine fellows if you will enlist
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
It's ten guineas in gold I will slip in your fist
D6sus4 D7 G/D
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust
D6sus4 G/D D7
And drink the King's health in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
For a soldier he leads a very fine life
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And he always is blessed with a charming young wife
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife
D6sus4 G/D D7
And always lives pleasant and charming...
G/D D7 G/D
And a soldier he always is decent and clean
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
In the finest of clothing he's constantly seen
D6sus4 D7 G/D
While other poor fellows go dirty and mean
D6sus4 G/D D7
And sup on thin gruel in the morning."
G/D D7 G/D
"But", says Arthur, "I wouldn't be proud of your clothes
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
For you've only the lend of them as I suppose
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
And you dare not change them-one-night, for you know
D6sus4 G/D D7
If you do you'll be flogged in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
And although that we-are single and free
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
We take great delight in our own company
D6sus4 D7 G/D
And we have no desire strange faces to see
D6sus4 G/D D7
Although that your offers are charming
G/D D7 G/D
And we have no desire to take your advance
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
All ha-----zards and dangers we barter on chance
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
For you-would-have no scruples for-to-send-us-to France
D6sus4 G/D D7
Where we would get shot without warning"
G/D D7 G/D
"Oh now!", says the sergeant "I'll have no such chat
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And I neither will take it from spalpeen or brat
D6sus4 D7 G/D
For if you insult me with one other word
D6sus4 G/D D7
I'll cut off your heads in the morning"
G/D D7 G/D
And-then Arthur and I we soon drew our hods
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we scarce gave them time for to draw-their-own-blades
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
When a trusty shillelagh came over their heads
D6sus4 G/D D7
And bade them take that as fair warning
G/D D7 G/D
And their old-rusty rapiers that hung by their side
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
We flung them as far as we could in the tide
D6sus4 D7 G/D
"Now take them out, Divils!", cried Arthur McBride
D6sus4 G/D D7
"And temper their edge in the morning"
G/D D7 G/D
And the little wee drummer we flattened his pow
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we made-a-football of his rowdeydowdow
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
Threw it in the tide for to rock and to row
D6sus4 G/D D7
And bade it a tedious returning
G/D D7 G/D
And we having no money, paid-them-off in cracks
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
And we paid no respect to-their two bloody backs
D6sus4 D7 G/D
For we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks
D6sus4 G/D D7
And left them for dead in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
And so to-conclude and to finish disputes
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
We o------bligingly asked if they wanted recruits
G/D D7 G/D D7 D6sus4
For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts
D6sus4 G/D D7
And bid them look sharp in the morning
G/D D7 G/D
Oh me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
D7 D6sus4 D7sus2 D6sus4 D7sus2
As we went a walkin' down by the seaside
D6sus4 D7 G/D
Now mark what followed and what did betide
D6sus4 G/D D7
For it being on Christmas morning
Paul Cardall
Paul Cary
Paul Cauthen
Paul Choi
Paul Clayton
Paul Et Paul
Paul Evans
Paul Fernando
Paul Field
Paul Freeman