Аккорды The Irish Rovers - Donovan's Pub in Ballinasloe

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Down in Ballinasloe there’s a pub you might forgo
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Where all the locals gather for the drinking and the craic
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If you’re looking for some quiet it’s not the place to try it
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For anything goes at Donovan’s Pub you’ll have to watch your back

[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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The minister and the priest their throats they like to grease
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Drinking Irish whiskey ‘til they’re feeling in the pink
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But   come Sunday morning from their pulpits they’ll be warning
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Repent ye sinners all and give up the devil drink

[Chorus]
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They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting
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I’ve seen it all meself they put on a hell of a show
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There’s little doubt the devil would think it quite uncivil
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Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe

[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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The sisters venture in for their tonic and their gin
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They pour it into cups thinking no one’s going to see
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Each evening out of habit except upon the Sabbath
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They’re dancing with the devil as they drink the demon tea

[Chorus]
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They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting
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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
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Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe

[Interlude]
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[Verse 4]
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Malachy O’Connor was near to being a goner
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When his wife caught him kissing up the maid behind the bar
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She let a mighty shout and she kicked him all about
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And she threatened that she’d pickle both his jewels in a jar

[Chorus]
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They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting
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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]
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[Verse 5]
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Sweet Annie from Ahoghill she runs the only brothel
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She’s lovely for to look at but she’s crafty and she’s sly
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She idly sips her wine but there’s business on her mind
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Will you come into my parlour said the spider to the fly

[Chorus]
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They’re pushing and they’re shouting and they’re cursing and they’re fighting
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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]
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[Verse 6]
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And there’s old perverted Billy, he likes to show his willy
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To all the lovely ladies an act that he denies
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But people here don’t care for you see he is the mayor
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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
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Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe
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Any night at Donovan’s pub down in Ballinasloe

[Outro]
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