Bruce Springsteen – Mrs Mcgrath (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]

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"Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said,

           F                      C
"Would you like a soldier of your son, Ted?

With a scarlet cloak and a big cocked hat,

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Mrs. McGrath wouldn't you like that?"

[Chorus]

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With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

F            C
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa,

C
Too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

C            Dm
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

[Verse 2]

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Mrs. McGrath lived on the shore

    F               C
And after seven years or more

she spied a ship come into the bay

                  Dm
with her son from far away

[Verse 3]

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"Captain dear, where have you been,

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You been sailin' the Mediterranean.

Have you news of my son Ted,

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Is he livin' or is he dead?"

[Chorus]

          Dm
With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

F            C
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa,

C
Too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

C            Dm
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

[Verse 4]

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Now came Ted without any legs

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And in their place two wooden pegs

She kissed him a dozen times or two

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Saying "My God Ted is it you?"

[Verse 5]

      Dm
"Now were you drunk or were you blind

      F                            C
When you left your two fine legs behind?

Or was it walking upon the sea

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That wore your two fine legs away?"

[Chorus]

          Dm
With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

F            C
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa,

C
Too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

C            Dm
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

[Verse 6]

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"No I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind

     F                         C
When I left my two fine legs behind.

a cannon ball on the fifth of May

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Tore my two fine legs away."

[Verse 7]

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"Now Teddy boy," the widow cried

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"Your two fine legs was your mother's pride

Them stumps of a tree won't do at all

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Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?"

[Chorus]

          Dm
With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

F            C
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa,

C
Too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

C            Dm
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

[Verse 8]

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All foreign wars, I do proclaim

      F                       C
Live on blood and a mother's pain

I'd rather have my son as he used to be

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than the king of America and his whole navy

[Chorus]

          Dm
With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

F            C
Too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa,

C
Too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,

C            Dm
too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa