Christy Moore – The Craic Was Ninety In The Isle Of Man (Ukulele)

       C              C                  C                  C
    Weren't we,  The rare ould stock,  Spent the evening gettin' locked

     G              G                     F                  F
    In the Ace of Hearts,      Where the high stools were engaging

     C                       C                         C                  C
    Over the Butt bridge,  Down be the dock,  And the boat she sailed at five o'clock

      G                G           F                          F
    Hurry lads, Says Whack,   Or before we're there,   We'll all be back

      C               C                 C              G               C     C
    Carry him if you can,     Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man

       C                     C                  C                 C
    Before we reached the Alexander Base,  The ding dong we did surely raise

            G                   G
    In the bar of the ship, We had great sport

            F                   F
    As the boat she sailed out from the port

      C                 C                C              C
    Landed up in the Douglas Head,    Enquirin' for a vacant bed

    G                           G            F          F
    In the dining room,   Got shown,  By a decent woman up the road

           C             C                 C               G               C    C
    Lads, Bate it if ya can,     Oh,  The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man

            C                 C                 C                 C
    Next morning went for a ramble round,  And saw the sights a Douglas Town

     G                   G                   F                    F
    Then we went for a mighty session,  In a pub they call Dick Darbys

     C                C                    C                C
    All got drunk be half past three,  To sober up, Went swimming in the sea

     G                          G                      F              F
    Back to the digs for the spruce up,   And while waitin' for the rosie

        C               C                  C              G               C
    We all drew up our plan,     Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man

          C                     C             C                 C
    That night we went to the Texas Bar, And came back down be horse and car

     G                  G                 F                  F
    Met Big Jim and we all went in,  To drink some wine in Yates's

           C              C                   C                     C
    The Liverpool girls,  It was said,  Were all to be met in The Douglas Head

       G                    G                          F                   F
    McShane was there in a tie and shirt,  With the foreign girls he was tryin' to flirt

              C                 C               C              G               C   C
    Sayin',  Hey girls I'm yer man,  Oh,  The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man

      C              C                        C                C
    Whacker fancied his good looks,  With an Isle of Man woman he was struck

           G              G                           F               F
    The Liverpool lad was by her side,   As he was throwin' the jar into her

      C                   C                      C                   C
    Whacker thought he'd take a chance,   So he asked the quare wan out to dance

      G                     G                  F               F
    Round the floor they stepped it out,  To Whack it was no bother

          C                  C                C              G               C
    Everythin' was goin' ta plan,   Oh, The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man

         C                   C
    The Isle of Man woman fancied Whack

         C                           C
    Yer man stood there,  'Til his heads came back

          G                        G                F              F
    And whack,  They all whacked inta Whack,  And Whack was landed on his back

          C              C                C                C
    The Douglas force arrived as well,  Landed a couple a belts as well

          G                G              F               F
    And ended up in the Douglas Jail,   Until the Dublin boat did sail

      C             C                C              G               C
    Deported every man,   Oh,  The craic was ninety in the Isle of Man