The Dubliners – Muirsheen Durkin (Ukulele)

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This is exactly how the Dubliners play it, without a capo. Basically the whole song just goes D A. Intro (flutes): F C C F x4 VERSE I: --------
       F             C
In the days I went a courtin',

      C             F
I was never tired resortin'.

      F              C
To an ale house or a playhouse,

    C                  F
And many's the house besides

      F               C
But I told me brother Seamus,

       C                F
I'd go off and be right famous,

      F             C
And I never would return again,

        C           F
Until I roamed the worldwide.
CHORUS: -------
F                  C
Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin,

         C                 F
Sure I'm sick and tired of workin'

   F                 C
No more I'll dig for praties,

       C              F
And no longer I'll be fooled

   F                  C
As sure as me name is Carney,

        C          F
I'll be off to Californy

         F               C
Where instead of digging praties,

        C                F
I'll be digging lumps of gold.
Inst. (flutes): F C C F x1 VERSE II: ---------
     F                C
I've courted girls in Blarney,

      C           F
in Kanturk and in Killarney

                  C           
In passage and in Queenstown, 

     C              F
that is the Cobh of Cork.

    F               C
Goodbye to all this pleasure,

        C              F
I'll be off to take me leisure

        F                     C
And the next time that you'll hear from me, 

          C               F
will be a letter from New York.
CHORUS: -------
F                  C
Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin,

    C                 F
I'm sick and tired of workin'

                     C
No more I'll dig for praties,

       C              F
And no longer I'll be fooled

                      C
As sure as me name is Carney,

        C          F
I'll be off to Californy

                         C
Where instead of digging praties,

        C                F
I'll be digging lumps of gold.
VERSE III: ----------
F              C
Goodbye to the girls at home,

    C                    F
I'm going far across the foam.

   F               C
To try and make me fortune,

   C        F
in far Amerikay.

        F                   C
There's gold and jewels and plenty,

        C                C
For the poor and for the gentry

    F             C      
And when I return again, 

  C               F
I never more will say:
CHORUS: -------
F                  C
Goodbye, Muirsheen Durkin,

         C                 F
Sure I'm sick and tired of workin'

   F                 C
No more I'll dig for praties,

       C              F
And no longer I'll be fooled

   F                  C
As sure as me name is Carney,

        C          F
I'll be off to Californy

         F               C
Where instead of digging praties,

        C                F
I'll be digging lumps of gold.
Inst.: F C C F to fadeout.