Luck Of The Irish Intro: G G C G If you had the luck of the Irish Bm D7 You'd be sorry and wish you were dead G C G You should have the luck of the Irish Bm D7 G And you'd wish you was English instead G C G A thousand years of torture and hunger Bm D7 Drove the people away from their land G C G A land full of beauty and wonder Bm D7 G C G C G Was raped by the British brigands - goddamn, goddamn G C G If you could keep voices like flowers, Bm D7 there'd be shamrock all over the world G C G If you could drink dreams like Irish streams Bm D7 G Then the world would be high as the Mountains of Mourne G C G In the 'Pool they told us the story Bm D7 How the English divided the land G C G of the pain, the death and the glory Bm D7 G And the poets of old Ireland G C G If we could make chains with the morning dew, Bm D7 the world would be like Galway Bay G C G Let's walk over rainbows like leprechauns, Bm D7 G the world would be one big Blarney stone G C G Why the hell are the English there anyway? Bm D7 As they kill with God on their side G C G Blame it all on the kids and the IRA Bm D7 G C G C G As the bastards commit genocide - aye, aye, genocide G C G If you had the luck of the Irish Bm D7 You'd be sorry and wish you were dead G C G You should have the luck of the Irish Bm D7 G And you'd wish you was English instead Bm D7 G Yes, you?d wish you was English instead
