(Verse 1)
[G]Matty walked out on a frozen night
[C]Making for the pub, shoulders [G]hunched up tight
[C]Head down on the [G]railroad track
And his [D]old cow Delia sad [G]lowing him back
[G]He met with a dark and staggering man
[C]And as he passed him by shouted [G]back at him
[C]"Hey Matty, can't you see what's [G]become of me
In this [G]country of the blind!
[D]The house I have left is [G]dead to me
[D]To my rhyming and my [G]poetry
All I've got is the [C]beat of the stagger
[D]Heading down the Curragh [G]line!"
(Verse 2)
[G]But Matty passed on as quick as he could
[C]He couldn't stand such a drunken man [G]sober
[C]All he wanted was the [G]lights of the bar
[D]The Nightingale, the Wild [G]Rover
[D]When he came in they were [G]sighing
[G]"Look who's back, Did they throw you out of Jack's
[G]With your spoutin' and your swearin'
[D]We don't want to hear about [G]Bunker Hayden
[C]But maybe you'll sing us the [D]Girls of Kin[G]kane"
(Verse 3)
[G]The Fear an Ti eyed him steadily
[C]As he handed him a pint of [G]porter
[C]"You must have seen the bishop's [G]ghost tonight
To put the [D]dry look back in your [G]eye!"
[G]But Matty would not be taken in
[C]By their jibin' and their [G]regalin'
[C]He found himself a [G]fresh-blown crew
And fell [D]in with their sportin' and their [G]balin'
(Verse 4)
[D]As he was going home, on the [G]very same spot
[D]He met with his dark [G]familiar
He seen him coming back [C]down the line
He was [D]bright and strange and [G]fine
[G]As he passed him by, Matty threw out his arms
Trying to [C]grab hold of his [G]likeness
In the [C]morning all the found was his [G]frozen corpse
At the [D]butt of the Curragh [G]line
At the [D]wake they were lashing out the [G]drops of brandy
[G]The aul-fashioned habit
In the [D]church they were lashing down [G]pounds and fivers
So [C]Matty would be fine in the [D]old by and [G]by
[G]Matty walked out on a frozen night
[C]Making for the pub, shoulders [G]hunched up tight
[C]Head down on the [G]railroad track
And his [D]old cow Delia sad [G]lowing him back
[G]He met with a dark and staggering man
[C]And as he passed him by shouted [G]back at him
[C]"Hey Matty, can't you see what's [G]become of me
In this [G]country of the blind!
[D]The house I have left is [G]dead to me
[D]To my rhyming and my [G]poetry
All I've got is the [C]beat of the stagger
[D]Heading down the Curragh [G]line!"
(Verse 2)
[G]But Matty passed on as quick as he could
[C]He couldn't stand such a drunken man [G]sober
[C]All he wanted was the [G]lights of the bar
[D]The Nightingale, the Wild [G]Rover
[D]When he came in they were [G]sighing
[G]"Look who's back, Did they throw you out of Jack's
[G]With your spoutin' and your swearin'
[D]We don't want to hear about [G]Bunker Hayden
[C]But maybe you'll sing us the [D]Girls of Kin[G]kane"
(Verse 3)
[G]The Fear an Ti eyed him steadily
[C]As he handed him a pint of [G]porter
[C]"You must have seen the bishop's [G]ghost tonight
To put the [D]dry look back in your [G]eye!"
[G]But Matty would not be taken in
[C]By their jibin' and their [G]regalin'
[C]He found himself a [G]fresh-blown crew
And fell [D]in with their sportin' and their [G]balin'
(Verse 4)
[D]As he was going home, on the [G]very same spot
[D]He met with his dark [G]familiar
He seen him coming back [C]down the line
He was [D]bright and strange and [G]fine
[G]As he passed him by, Matty threw out his arms
Trying to [C]grab hold of his [G]likeness
In the [C]morning all the found was his [G]frozen corpse
At the [D]butt of the Curragh [G]line
At the [D]wake they were lashing out the [G]drops of brandy
[G]The aul-fashioned habit
In the [D]church they were lashing down [G]pounds and fivers
So [C]Matty would be fine in the [D]old by and [G]by
