The Irish Rovers – Donovans Pub In Ballinasloe (Guitar)

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https://open.spotify.com/track/2x3kbBVeSNlhHypN6m1HUN Worked out on request for wallycarleton, not An Englishman in NY, but an Irish man in South River in Canada. If you like my "work" don't hesitate to add favorite or to give it the STARS it deserves (with explanation?). Here is the list of all the songs I did upload for UG: https://www.ultimate-guitar.com/contribution/3817887-frans.vanuytv/tabs?sort=-date&page=1&per-page=50 ATTENTION: All chords for 2 beats OR count the * [Intro] | Am | C | Dm | E | | Am | F | G | | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | [Verse 1]
Am              Dm            E                Am
Down in Ballinasloe there’s a pub you might forgo

      G              C              Dm               E
Where all the locals gather for the drinking and the craic

          Am               F          C                G
If you’re looking for some quiet it’s not the place to try it

    Am               F                    G                 (Am)
For anything goes at Donovan’s Pub you’ll have to watch your back
[Interlude] | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | [Verse 2]
    Am               Dm           E                    Am
The minister and the priest their throats they like to grease

G              C                    Dm             E
Drinking Irish whiskey ‘til they’re feeling in the pink

    Am            F                  C                  G
But   come Sunday morning from their pulpits they’ll be warning

  Am              F            G            Am
Repent ye sinners all and give up the devil drink
[Chorus]
        F                   C                    G                   Am
They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting

     F             C             Dm             E
I’ve seen it all meself they put on a hell of a show

        Am               F           C                Am
There’s little doubt the devil would think it quite uncivil

 Dm          E             Am              Am
Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe
[Interlude] | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | [Verse 3]
    Am              Dm           E               Am
The sisters venture in for their tonic and their gin

     G            C             Dm                E
They pour it into cups thinking no one’s going to see

     Am             F       C             G
Each evening out of habit except upon the Sabbath

        Am               F             G               Am
They’re dancing with the devil as they drink the demon tea
[Chorus]
        F                   C                    G                   Am
They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting

     F             C             Dm             E
I’ve seen it all meself they put on a hell of a show

        Am               F           C                Am
There’s little doubt the devil would think it quite uncivil

 Dm          E             Am              Am
Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe
[Interlude] | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | [Verse 4]
  Am      Dm         E               Am
Malachy O’Connor was near to being a goner

         G               C              Dm              E
When his wife caught him kissing up the maid behind the bar

        Am       F             C               G
She let a mighty shout and she kicked him all about

        Am                    F               G           Am
And she threatened that she’d pickle both his jewels in a jar
[Chorus]
        F                   C                    G                   Am
They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting

     F             C             Dm             E
I’ve seen it all meself they put on a hell of a show

        Am               F           C                Am
There’s little doubt the devil would think it quite uncivil

 Dm          E             Am              Am
Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe
[Interlude] | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | [Verse 5]
      Am          Dm          E             Am
Sweet Annie from Ahoghill she runs the only brothel

      G             C                 Dm               E
She’s lovely for to look at but she’s crafty and she’s sly

    Am            F                C               G
She idly sips her wine but there’s business on her mind

         Am           F                G             Am
Will you come into my parlour said the spider to the fly
[Chorus]
        F                   C                    G                   Am
They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting

     F             C             Dm             E
I’ve seen it all meself they put on a hell of a show

        Am               F           C                Am
There’s little doubt the devil would think it quite uncivil

 Dm          E             Am              Am
Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe
[Interlude] | Am | Dm | E | Am | | G | C | Dm | E | | Am | F | C | G | | Am | F | G | Am | | F | C | G | Am | | F | C | Dm | E | | Am | F | C | Am | | Dm | E | Am | Am | | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | [Verse 6]
            Am            Dm        E                 Am
And there’s old perverted Billy, he likes to show his willy

   G              C             Dm        E
To all the lovely ladies an act that he denies

    Am                F            C             G
But people here don’t care for you see he is the mayor

      Am            F             G        Am
And besides sure he does a decent job otherwise
[Chorus]
        F                   C                    G                   Am
They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting

     F             C             Dm             E
I’ve seen it all meself they put on a hell of a show

        Am               F           C                Am
There’s little doubt the devil would think it quite uncivil

 Dm          E             Am              Am
Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe
[End-Chorus]
        F                   C                    G                   Am
They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting

     F             C             Dm             E
I’ve seen it all meself they put on a hell of a show

        Am               F           C                Am
There’s little doubt the devil would think it quite uncivil

 Dm          E             Am              Am
Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe

 Dm*         E*            Am*             Am*
Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe
[Outro] | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | | Am | G | F | E | | Am* ||