Mcshane chords by Daoiri Farrell

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
D   C Am
D   C
D   C Am
G   C   Am  D


VERSE 1:
   D                        C         Am
Me name is McShane from the plains of Kildare
      D               C
And a farmer I was up until the last year
     D                  C         Am
Till I took a notion of higher promotion
     G       C           Am         D
Went over to England the harvest to share

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

VERSE 2:
  D                    C            Am
I parted with Molly so proud and so jolly
  D                       C
I picked up a stick for a staff in me hand
       D                       C           Am
And to keep me-self cheery for fear I'd be weary
  G         C          Am          D
I sang Paddywhack as I went on the way.

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

VERSE 3:
  D                        C            Am
I landed in Dumbarton on a fine summers morning
   D                       C
Me bundle and staff I held them in me hands
           D                         C            Am
There were some of them laughing and more of them chaffin'
    G            C             Am     D
And more of them trying to put Paddy away.

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

VERSE 4:
  D                      C             Am
I went to this woman and asked her for lodging
    D                       C
She said "Me young man, now don't look so dull!
    D                     C            Am
For I will tell you where you will get lodgings
       G         C         Am             D
If you go to the woman who owns The Black Bull."

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

VERSE 5:
  D                      C             Am
I went to this woman and asked her for lodgings
    D                        C
She instantly showed me to a bed in the room
    D                     C             Am
And me being so tired and worn out from walking
  G            C           Am         D
I threw myself down on the bed in the room.

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

VERSE 6:
  D                    C         Am
A lump of a Tinker lay up in the corner
   D                           C
He swore on his soul sure he'd kill all was there
     D                       C         Am
Says I "Me bold Tinker, give over your braggin',
G          C              Am           D
I'm bold McShane from the plains of Kildare!"

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

VERSE 7:
        D                     C            Am
Well he tried for to hit me a punch in the stomach
  D                       C
I instantly fetched him a one in the throat
   D                      C           Am
He tumbled heels over his head in the corner
    G          C          Am         D
And cut up his head on an old whisky pot.

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

VERSE 8:
   D                       C            Am
He lay on the floor like a sheep he was bleeding
  D                         C
I swore on me soul that I'd cut off his life
      D                     C          Am
But I lifted him up and sat down for a naggin
    G          C            Am        D
And me and the Tinker there ended our strife.

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay

Instrumental:
D   C Am
D   C
D   C Am
G   C   Am  D

VERSE 9:
   D                        C         Am
Me name is McShane from the plains of Kildare
      D               C
And a farmer I was up until the last year
     D                  C         Am
Till I took a notion of higher promotion
     G       C           Am         D
Went over to England the harvest to share

CHORUS:
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay
D         G      Am        D      G         C          Am        D
Rom toora la, Oh rom toora laddy, rom toora la,  mosha rom toora lay