like every tossers song its on capo five but ill write it out for you so you can play it
the entire song is just a "c" chord and an "f" chord
intro (while the guy is reading off a poem)
C,F,C,F,C,F
I [C]met her up on Le[F]eson Street of a T[C]uesday afterno[F]on
In Su[C]mmer's fallen co[F]lours, sul[C]king back to sc[F]hool
I as[C]ked her would she lin[F]ger, She as[C]ked me would i s[F]tay
Would i k[C]eep a girl in comp[F]any, dri[C]nking in the d[F]ay?
Dri[C]nking, Dri[F]nking
Dri[C]nking... not thi[F]nking
Dri[C]nking, Dri[F]nking
We'll go dri[C]nking in the d[F]ay
She was almost a woman, she was going on sixteen
She asked me to go walking, In Saint Stephen's Green
She said I love the sunshine, and to hear the children play.
But I won't be distracted when I'm drinking in the day.
With her flashing eyes and milk white lies she looked like a song
Like the ghost of a woman that first made me go wrong
She said I'll have a drink with you I said you'll have to pay
For a comprehensive education
Drinking in the day
Drinking, Drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, Drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
If her mother could have seen us on that bright November day
Botticelli and his angel perambulating Ormand Quay
A drunken blessed virgin, me rhetorious and gay
Bestowing ancient wisdom as to what made me this way
Deny your friends and family
To serve you must betray
Break and enter heaven
S teal but never save
Squander every penny
Empty every heart
Travel every darkened road
Never finish what you start
Always talk to strangers
Make love with whom you may
For God will find good company
for your drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play
Each line upon my face is for a girl who went away
A kiss, a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray
So I'll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you give away
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking...
there you go. pretty redundent. just listen to the song and you can figure it out.
the entire song is just a "c" chord and an "f" chord
intro (while the guy is reading off a poem)
C,F,C,F,C,F
I [C]met her up on Le[F]eson Street of a T[C]uesday afterno[F]on
In Su[C]mmer's fallen co[F]lours, sul[C]king back to sc[F]hool
I as[C]ked her would she lin[F]ger, She as[C]ked me would i s[F]tay
Would i k[C]eep a girl in comp[F]any, dri[C]nking in the d[F]ay?
Dri[C]nking, Dri[F]nking
Dri[C]nking... not thi[F]nking
Dri[C]nking, Dri[F]nking
We'll go dri[C]nking in the d[F]ay
She was almost a woman, she was going on sixteen
She asked me to go walking, In Saint Stephen's Green
She said I love the sunshine, and to hear the children play.
But I won't be distracted when I'm drinking in the day.
With her flashing eyes and milk white lies she looked like a song
Like the ghost of a woman that first made me go wrong
She said I'll have a drink with you I said you'll have to pay
For a comprehensive education
Drinking in the day
Drinking, Drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, Drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
If her mother could have seen us on that bright November day
Botticelli and his angel perambulating Ormand Quay
A drunken blessed virgin, me rhetorious and gay
Bestowing ancient wisdom as to what made me this way
Deny your friends and family
To serve you must betray
Break and enter heaven
S teal but never save
Squander every penny
Empty every heart
Travel every darkened road
Never finish what you start
Always talk to strangers
Make love with whom you may
For God will find good company
for your drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play
Each line upon my face is for a girl who went away
A kiss, a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray
So I'll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you give away
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking...
there you go. pretty redundent. just listen to the song and you can figure it out.
