Misc Traditional – The Ball Of Kirriemuir (Guitar)

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SCOTTISH FOLK SONG - 'THE BALL OF KIRRIEMUIR' OR 'THE BALL OF KERRYMUIR' OR 'FOUR AND TWENTY VIRGINS' There are so many amazing versions, and I couldn't find this version anywhere, so here you go. Verses are done in any order, with the Chorus between each one. PS. Feel free to submit more verses until there are plenty to choose from! [Verse 1]
  C                                         G
Four and Twenty virgins came down from Inverness

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And when the Ball was over there were four and twenty less
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 2]
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Mrs Mcguigan she was there, she had the crowd in fits!

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Jumping off the mantelpiece and bouncing on her tits
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 3]
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The Reverend's daughter she was there, the cunning little runt

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With poison ivy up her arse and nettles in her (ouch!)
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 4]
           C                                                 G
There was fucking on the carpets, there was fucking on the stones

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You couldnae here the music for the wheezing and the moans
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 5]
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The village Bobby he was there, a credit to the force

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They found him in the stables, tossing off a horse
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 6]
     C                                           G
The Queen was in the parlour, eating bread and honey

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The King was in the chambermaid and she was in the money
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 7]
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The village cripple he was there he couldnae do that much

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He put the lassies against the wall and fucked them with his crutch
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 8]
    C                                           G
The old magician he was there, he did a mighty trick

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He pulled his foreskin over his head and vanished up his prick!
[Chorus]
         C                                       G
Singing balls to your partner, arse against the wall

         F                   C                    G                   C
If you never get fucked on a Saturday night, you never get fucked at all
[Verse 9]
           C                                                G
There was fucking in the parlour there was fucking on the stairs

     F                C              D              G
You couldnae see the carpet for the piles of curly hairs
[Chorus] Just continue on and on until you run out of breath or verses. Please feel free to add your own verses - That's what these songs are for!