Originally in E, I play in A; highest note that matters is the 1 (“had a life”
A cappella, or let ring
Vox on 1 1 6 of the key on “had a life”
A | E | |
I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
A | E | |
Every | one’s been good to | me |
A | E | |
So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
F#m | B | |
And | give me one last | drink |
A | E | |
When the | sun comes | up |
A | E | |
I will | leave without a | fight |
A | B | E | |
The | world is | mine to | night |
E | E | A | B |
x 4 |
E | A | E |
Old John on his | deathbed | cried |
A | E | A | B | |
I | think I will | wait ‘til to | morrow to | die |
E | A | E | |
The | sun is shining, | birds do | sing |
A | E | B |
This, sir, is | no day to | go |
B7 |
Up and out the door |
A | E | |
I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
A | E | |
Every | one’s been good to | me |
A | E | |
So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
F#m | B | |
And | give me one last | drink |
A | E | |
When the | sun comes | up |
A | E | |
I will | leave without a | fight |
A | B | E | |
The | world is | mine to | night |
E | E | A | B |
x 2 |
E | A | E |
Took young Molly b | y the h | and |
A | E | A | B |
Spun her ‘r | ound and b | ack ag | ain |
E | A | E |
Clicked his heels, b | owed his h | ead |
A | E | B |
Never a t | ear in his e | ye |
B7 | |
They c | arried on ‘til five |
A | E | |
I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
A | E | |
Every | one’s been good to | me |
A | E | |
So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
F#m | B | |
And | give me one last | drink |
A | E | |
When the | sun comes | up |
A | E | |
I will | leave without a | fight |
A | B | E | |
The | world is | mine to | night |
Bridge
B | A | E | |
So r | aise a glass to the | dear de | parted |
B | A | E |
Raise a glass to the | dear de | parted |
B | A | B | E | |
Won’t you | raise a glass to the | dear de | parted | ones |
E |
E | A | E | |
The | room was full of a | ll his f | riends |
A | E | A | B |
Never a fune | ral, t | his was the e | nd |
E | A | E | |
They d | rank to all who l | ent their h | and |
A | E | B |
Everyone d | rank to J | ohn |
B7 |
Raised the glass and said |
Band out
A | E | |
I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
A | E | |
Every | one’s been good to | me |
A | E | |
So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
F#m | B | |
And | give me one last | drink |
A | E | |
When the | sun comes | up |
A | E | |
I will | leave without a | trace |
A | B | E | |
But the | world is | mine to | night |
Band back in
A | E | |
I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
A | E | |
Every | one’s been good to | me |
A | E | |
So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
F#m | B | |
And | give me one last | drink |
A | E | |
When the | sun comes | up |
A | E | |
I will | leave without a | trace |
A | B | E | |
But the | world was | mine to | day |
E | E | A | B |
x 4 |