Intro: Am / E

  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, don't let me in,
   Am                           E
My shade'll not cross your dear threshold again,
  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, mind the way well,
  Am                         E         Am
And send my poor ghost on to heaven or hell.

  Am                                   C         G
Weve fought scores of sailors for the suds frae a keg,
          Am                   E
O'er the draw of a card, or a rare glimpse of leg,
        Am                            C           G
We've graced Kuta's beaches with our pallid white skin,
     Am                 E             Am
Now Casey old mate, my barge has come in.


  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, don't let me in,
   Am                           E
My shade'll not cross your dear threshold again,
  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, mind the way well,
  Am                         E         Am
And send my poor ghost on to heaven or hell.

     Am                         C         G
We've stormed foreign strands & taken our knocks,
     Am                         E
Held fast to our picket & lay siege to the docks,
     Am                         C               G
We've mourned pals & lovers too long fore their time,
    Am                   E          Am
Now Casey old China, the parting is mine.

  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, don't let me in,
   Am                           E
My shade'll not cross your dear threshold again,
  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, mind the way well,
  Am                         E         Am
And send my poor ghost on to heaven or hell.

     Am                      C          G
I've penned a few lines to my missus of years,
      Am                              E
If ye find where she's staying, don't wait for the tears,
         Am                    C      G
And I've left a wee sum for to see me away,
      Am                         E            Am
And a pint to fond memory at the close of the day.


  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, don't let me in,
   Am                           E
My shade'll not cross your dear threshold again,
  Am                 C           G
Bar the door Casey, mind the way well,
  Am                         E         Am
And send my poor ghost on to heaven or hell...


  Am                         E         Am
And send my poor ghost on to heaven or hell.