Damien Dempsey

Industrial School

Double Drop-d tuning
D-A-D-G-B-d



Acoustic

C (x32010@1)      Cadd9 (x32030@1)    G (320003@1)      G7 (320001@1)      Am7 (x02010@1)     D (xx0232@1)      
d|------0---------0---------0---------3---------2--------0--------|
B|------1---------1---------0---------0---------1--------3--------|
G|------0---------0---------0---------0---------0--------2--------|
D|------2---------0---------5---------5---------2--------0--------|
A|------3---------3---------5---------5---------0--------0--------|
D|------x---------x---------5---------5---------x--------0--------|

[There are some lift offs & hammers ons on the middle D-string on C & Cadd9
 & aswell as the d-string on the Am7, just listen out the others when playing
 the chords]

Intro :

C- (x32010@1)- - - Cadd9- (x32030@1)- - - G- (320003@1)- - - G7 (320001@1)x2



Verse :

C (x32010@1)                      Cadd9 (x32030@1) G (320003@1)                    G7I (320001@1)missed a day or two of school, because I was called a fool

C (x32010@1)                  Cadd9 (x32030@1) G (320003@1)                 G7And (320001@1)beat around the place, because I was staring into space

C (x32010@1)                      Cadd9 (x32030@1) G (320003@1)                G7 (320001@1)              
He stole a little bit of coal, because his flat was cold

C (x32010@1)                              Cadd9There's (x32030@1)mountains of coal on the docks

G (320003@1)                            G7He (320001@1)took some and rain into the cops

Am7 (x02010@1)                    DAnd (xx0232@1)now we're packed off to school

Am7 
Industrial school

D (xx0232@1)                                    
We'll learn the meaning of the word, meaning of the word

Am7 (x02010@1)                       DAnd (xx0232@1)now we're locked up in school

Am7Industrial (x02010@1)school

DWe'll (xx0232@1)learn the meaning of the word cruel



Chorus :

Am7Tooralooraloo, (x02010@1)Tooraloorali,

DTooralooraloo, (xx0232@1)Whackfoldadi,

Am7Tooralooraloo, (x02010@1)Tooraloorali,

DTooralooraloo, (xx0232@1)Whackfoldadi

[Just follows the same chords pattern]

My uncle was sent to Daingean
My Granda to Letterfrack
And the child that was locked up there
Never did come back
Some were raped and some were tortured
Some beaten and abused,
Frightened little children, so lonely and so confused

Now the Irish have their stories and their music that's passed on
From distant generations, who were kept down for so long
But they also have the madness, child abuse and rage
Sexual frustration passed down from another age
Their language land and culture, their ancient pride was lost,
And sexual repression was what religion cost.
We have to break the cycle, cos it's still passed down boss
We have to break the cycle before any more kids are lost