Misc Traditional – The Portuguese Sailor (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]

 Dm
It’s all for the love of a fair young maid

               C        Dm
That in Cabra West did reside

Myself I lived up in Donnybrook

        F       Gm        A
It’s a one and five penny ride.

    Dm                    C
But there was a fly in the ointment now

                    Am
That you very seldom see

      Dm
For although I loved her terrible well

                     A     Dm
She was in love with a Portugee.

[Verse 2]

 Dm
Now he was a nasty piece of goods

               C        Dm
Gonzales was his name

And he couldn’t wait to get his hands

        F       Gm        A
On Concepta, who was my dame.

    Dm                    C
So I made a vow by the Grand Canal

                    Am
That I would do him in

      Dm
For I did not like them Portugees

                     A     Dm
And in particular I didn’t like him.

[Verse 3]

 Dm
So I followed them up to Grafton Street

               C        Dm
One evening just for fun

Around by the ‘Mercers’ hospital

        F       Gm        A
That’s next door to the Bartley Dunne’s.

    Dm                    C
I espied them sitting in the corner seat

                    Am
They were kissing and holding hands

      Dm
And there he was seducing her

                     A     Dm
With pints of ‘Baby Cham.’

[Verse 4]

 Dm
Then I followed him up to his lodgings

               C        Dm
In Rathgar or thereabouts

And as he walked up the alleyway

        F       Gm        A
Sure I battered him inside and out.

    Dm                    C
He gave out many an oath and swear

                    Am
Till he was dead I’m sure

      Dm
Then I lifted up the manhole lid

                     A     Dm
And I dropped him down the sewer.

[Verse 5]

 Dm
Now when the ‘Mott’ she heard of this

               C        Dm
She made my life a hell

And all for the sake of peace and quiet

        F       Gm        A
Sure I did her in as well.

    Dm                    C
And now I’m up before the Judge

                    Am
To answer for my crime

      Dm
He says: “I didn’t mind the first one, son

                     A     Dm
But not the second time.”

[Verse 6]

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So it’s all for the love of that fair young maid

               C        Dm
And her Portuguese sailor boy

For the passionate love of that fair young maid

        F       Gm        A
I’ve landed in Mountjoy.

    Dm                    C
And if I ever get out again

                    Am
My life I’ll change you see

      Dm
And I’ll marry with a ‘Mott’ from Walkinstown

                     A     Dm
Who wouldn’t look at a Portugee.