• Song:

    The Cap Me Granda' Wore

  • Artist:

    Mick Thomas

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Tab by Scott Davis 
Update of Lyrics by Stephen Bell 
 
 
Start with a down strum Am then riff 1 
 
 
E ------------------------------ 
B --0--1--0--------------------- 
G -----------2--0--------------- 
D -----------------2--0--------- 
A -----------------------0--2--0 
E ------------------------------ 
 
 
Followed by a C strum then G strum picking the bass 
note of each chord 
 
 
Then riff 2 
 
 
E ----------0--------------- 
B --0--1--3----3--0--------- 
G -------------------2--0--- 
D -------------------------3 
A -------------------------- 
E -------------------------- 
 
 
Followed by an F strum then a D strum picking the bass 
note of each chord 
 
 
Then repeat above. 
 
 
A5                           C5               G5 
Well who could blame me I was just a lad of Eighteen years 
A5                         F5              D5 
Locking for adventure,  I was heading for the sun 
A5                           C5                G5 
And I left the polytechnic, And left for the southern hemisphere 
A5                                F5 
Me Ma said not to drink to much.  I knew that I'd drink far too much 
D5                                  G5 
?Cause Dezzy Rielly wrote me And he told me it was so much fun 
A5                               F5 
The day that I got off the plane he met me there with Frank McShane 
D5                               G5                 D5 
They took me to the city and we stopped in for the one 
D5 
And I saw a... 
 
Chorus 
G5                              A5 
Hurling stick from Derry And a door knocker from Cork 
C5                                   F5         C5 
The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me 

Granda wearing 
G5                         A5 
Up above the doorway De Valera smiling down 
      C5                             D5                    G5  A5 
At a posters in the hallway of the pubs of Dublin Town 
 
Riff 1 and Riff 2 
A5                             C5              G5 
Well who could blame me I could hold a tune and play a bit 
A5                                         F5             D5 
I'l only ever played in rock bands, but me accent it was right 
A5                       C5                  G5 
And we played the tunes, we sang the songs, and for 

the first time in me life I fit 
A5                                   F5 
And I liked the girl behind the bar, she was out six 

months from Mulengar 
D5                                  G5 
 We'd all stop and have a jar, after work on Friday night's 
A5                                     F5 
She told me that she loved this place, I leat across I 

kissed her face 
D5                               G5                   D5 
Me Irish heartbeat it did race, me Celtic head felt light 
D5 
Beneath the... 
 
Chorus repeat 
 
Riff 1 and Riff 2 x 2 
 
 
A5                          C5            G5 
So who could blame me I was now a man of nineteen years 
A5                             F5                     D5 
And it was the first time I'd spent Christmas on me own 
A5                             C5            G5 
Me Visa had expired and I'd began to like Australian beer 
A5                                      F5 
And the cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing 
D5                             G5 
Made me long for Ireland and I booked me ticket home 
         A5                            F5 
I walked into the house in Dublin City asking about me family history 
    D5                              G5 
The photos and the trinkets and the cap me Granda owned 
            A5                               F5 
But then me ma looked at me in shock she said me boy we sold the lot 
     D5                              G5                D5 
To a pleasant man from Melbourne who called us on the phone 
 
She'ld sold the?.. 
G5                              A5 
Hurling stick from Derry and a door knocker from Cork 
C5                                   F5         C5 
The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing 
G5                         A5 
Up above the doorway De Valera had come down 
      C5                             D5                    G5  A5 
And an ashtray that me Da? stole From a pub in Dublin Town 
 
An Accordeon from Italy That had never played a tune 
 
And a shamrock made of plastic And a world cup team from ninety 
 
A horseshoe and a briar pipe, An ancient brick of peat 

I looked down in surprise to see, The floor beneath my feet 
 
A recording by the Waterboys, A recipe for stew 

and a litre of the Liffey and picture of James Gatway 
 
The text books from the poly, Over which we used to toil 

And a paperback edition, Of the world of Roddy Doyle 
 
She?d sold the crystal vase from Waterford, The Cup from Donegal 

She?d gone and sold the toilet seat, I had to stand to do my business 
 
A blackthorn stick from Arklow, Some driftwood from the shore 

The fiddle in the attic, And the sash me father wore 
 
 
G5                              A5 
She sold the Hurling stick from Derry and a door knocker from Cork 
C5                                   F5         C5 
The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing 
 
 
Up above the doorway, De Valera had come down 
And an ashtray that me Da? stole, From a Pub in Dublin 
Town 
 
 
So I think perhaps I?ll get drunk, At the Pub in 
Dublin Town 
 
 
Steve Bell (stevedinga@yahoo.com )
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