Am Am C F C G Em G Am Am C F C G Am Am [Verse 1]Am C F I am a young fellow from the County Tyrone,C G Em G In the town of Strabane sure I'm very well known,Am C F For down to the alehouse I'm frequently goin',C G Am With Kitty and Ginny and Mary.Am C My father rebuked me for being such a rake,Am G And for spending me money on whiskey and cakes,Am C F But the lassies are sweet and it's all for their sakes,C G Am And it keeps me lighthearted and merry. [Chorus]Am C Em G I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry,Am G Em G I will court all the lassies or at least I will try,Am C F And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die,C G Am Agus fagaimid suid mar atá sé [Bridge]C G Am [Verse 2]Am C F If I chance for to wander on down to the fair,C G Em G All the lassies all around me do flock on the square,Am C F I'll pull out me fiddle and play an auld air,C G Am And soon we're all off on the spree.Am C There's Peggy and Jane from the banks of Loch Nee,Am G There's Kitty and Molly down Dungannon Way,Am C F And there's another one from Cookstown who makes me head sway,C G Am Such a fuss they all make over me. [Chorus]Am C Em G I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry,Am G Em G I will court all the lassies or at least I will try,Am C F And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die,C G Am Agus fagaimid suid mar atá sé [Bridge]C G Am [Verse 3]Am C F To quarrel for riches I ne'er was inclined,C G Em G For the greatest of misers must leave them behind,Am C F So me money I spend with no thought in me mind,C G Am But to kick up our heels and carouse.Am C For the rich never spend any gold of their own,Am G Sure they hold it away like a dog and it's bone,Am C F But they end on their back among nettles and stones,C G Am And I hear there're no pockets in shrouds. [Chorus]Am C Em G I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry,Am G Em G I will court all the lassies or at least I will try,Am C F And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die,C G Am Agus fagaimid suid mar atá sé [Bridge]Am Am C F C G Em G Am Am C F C G Am Am [Verse 4]Am C F Now some say I'm foolish and some say I'm wise,C G Em G For loving the women and the whiskey likewise,Am C F But the son of King David had ten hundred wives,C G Am And his wisdom was highly regarded!Am C So I'll call for the lassies and ask them to wed,Am G And we'll all be content in the one marriage bed,Am C F While the rich count their gold we'll count children instead,C G Am And we'll raise them up true and stout-hearted. [Chorus]Am C Em G I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry,Am G Em G I will court all the lassies or at least I will try,Am C F And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die,C G Am Agus fagaimid suid mar atá séC G Am Agus fagaimid suid mar atá sé
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