The Cap Me Granda' Wore

Tab by Scott Davis Update of Lyrics by Stephen Bell Start with a down strum then riff 1 E ------------------------------ B --0--1--0--------------------- G -----------2--0--------------- D -----------------2--0--------- A -----------------------0--2--0 E ------------------------------ Followed by a strum picking the bass note of each chord Then riff 2 E ----------0--------------- B --0--1--3----3--0--------- G -------------------2--0--- D -------------------------3 A -------------------------- E -------------------------- Followed by an strum picking the bass note of each chord Then repeat above. Well who could blame me I was just a lad of Eighteen years Locking for adventure, I was heading for the sun And I left the polytechnic, And left for the southern hemisphere Me Ma said not to drink to much. I knew that I'd drink far too much ?Cause Dezzy Rielly wrote me And he told me it was so much fun The day that I got off the plane he met me there with Frank McShane They took me to the city and we stopped in for the one And I saw a... Chorus Hurling stick from Derry And a door knocker from Cork The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing Up above the doorway De Valera smiling down AM At a posters in the hallway of the pubs of Dublin Town Riff 1 and Riff 2 Well who could blame me I could hold a tune and play a bit I'l only ever played in rock bands, but me accent it was right And we played the tunes, we sang the songs, and for the first time in me life I fit And I liked the girl behind the bar, she was out six months from Mulengar We'd all stop and have a jar, after work on Friday night's She told me that she loved this place, I leat across I kissed her face Me Irish heartbeat it did race, me Celtic head felt light Beneath the... Chorus repeat Riff 1 and Riff 2 x 2 So who could blame me I was now a man of nineteen years And it was the first time I'd spent Christmas on me own Me Visa had expired and I'd began to like Australian beer And the cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing Made me long for Ireland and I booked me ticket home I walked into the house in Dublin City asking about me family history The photos and the trinkets and the cap me Granda owned But then me ma looked at me in shock she said me boy we sold the lot To a pleasant man from Melbourne who called us on the phone She'ld sold the?.. Hurling stick from Derry and a door knocker from Cork The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing Up above the doorway De Valera had come down AM And an ashtray that me Da? stole From a pub in Dublin Town An Accordeon from Italy That had never played a tune And a shamrock made of plastic And a world cup team from ninety A horseshoe and a briar pipe, An ancient brick of peat I looked down in surprise to see, The floor beneath my feet A recording by the Waterboys, A recipe for stew and a litre of the Liffey and picture of James Gatway The text books from the poly, Over which we used to toil And a paperback edition, Of the world of Roddy Doyle She?d sold the crystal vase from Waterford, The Cup from Donegal She?d gone and sold the toilet seat, I had to stand to do my business A blackthorn stick from Arklow, Some driftwood from the shore The fiddle in the attic, And the sash me father wore She sold the Hurling stick from Derry and a door knocker from Cork The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me Granda wearing Up above the doorway, De Valera had come down And an ashtray that me Da? stole, From a Pub in Dublin Town So I think perhaps I?ll get drunk, At the Pub in Dublin Town Steve Bell ([email protected])