Originally in A, I play in G
Let ring, vox on the 1
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Oh, the | night that Paddy Murphy died, is a | night I’ll never for | get |
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Some of the boys got | loaded drunk, and they | ain’t got sober | yet |
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As | long as a bottle was passed around every | man was feelin’ | gay |
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O’L | eary came with the bagpipes, some m | usic for to pla | y |
Band enters
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That’s how they showed their re | spect for Paddy | Murphy |
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That’s how they | showed their | honor and their p | ride |
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They | said it was a sin and shame and they | winked at one a | nother |
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And | every | drink in the | place was | full the | night Pat | Murphy | died |
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As | Mrs. Murphy sat in the corner | pourin’ out her | grief |
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Kelly and his g | ang came | tearin’ down the | street |
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They | went into an empty room and a | bottle of whiskey | stole |
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They | put the | bottle | with the | corpse to | keep that | whiskey | cold |
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That’s how they showed their re | spect for Paddy | Murphy |
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That’s how they | showed their | honor and their p | ride |
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They | said it was a sin and shame and they | winked at one a | nother |
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And | every | drink in the | place was | full the | night Pat | Murphy | died |
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About t | wo o’clock in the morning after | empty’ing the | jug |
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Doyle rolls up the | ice box lid to | see poor Paddy’s | mug |
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We s | topped the clock so Mrs. Murphy | couldn’t tell the | time |
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And | at a | quarter | after | two we | argued | it was | nine |
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That’s how they showed their re | spect for Paddy | Murphy |
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That’s how they | showed our | honor and our p | ride |
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They | said it was a sin and shame and they | winked at one a | nother |
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And | every | drink in the | place was | full the | night Pat | Murphy | died |
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Oh, they s | topped the hearse on George Street ou | tside Sundance Sa | loon |
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They | all went in at | half past eight and | staggered out at | noon |
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They | went up to the graveyard, so | holy and su | blime |
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Found out when they got there, they’d | left the | corpse | behind! |
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That’s how they showed their re | spect for Paddy | Murphy |
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That’s how they | showed their | honor and their p | ride |
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They | said it was a sin and shame and we | winked at one a | nother |
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And | every | drink in the | place was | full the | night Pat | Murphy | died |
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Oh, the | night that Paddy Murphy died, is a | night I’ll never for | get |
G | Em | C | D |
Some of the boys got | loaded drunk, and they | ain’t been sober | yet |
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As | long as a bottle was passed around every | man was feelin’ | gay |
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O’ | Leary | came with the | bagpipes, | some | music | for to | play |
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That’s how they showed their re | spect for Paddy | Murphy |
G | Em | C | D |
That’s how they | showed their | honor and their p | ride |
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They | said it was a sin and shame and they | winked at one a | nother |
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And | every | drink in the | place was | full the | night Pat | Murphy | died |
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Well, | every | drink in the | place was | full the | night Pat | Murphy | died |