The Luck Of The Irish

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 , youd wish you was english instead