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***Boys From the County Hell - Shane MacGowan from the album "Red Roses For Me" Chorus by Brian Davies..http://-.ils.nwu.edu/~davies/guitar/index.html Boys From The County Hell - as perfomed by The Pogues [Opening] (banjo part) e|-------|-----------------------|---------------------|-----------------------|-------------------| B|-0--3--|-5-----------5-5-5--3--|-0-------------0--3--|-5-----------5-5-5--3--|-5-----------------| G|-------|-----------------------|---------------------|-----------------------|-------------------| D|-------|-----------------------|---------------------|-----------------------|-------------------| A|-------|-----------------------|---------------------|-----------------------|-------------------| E|-------|-----------------------|---------------------|-----------------------|-------------------| e|------------------------|-----------------------|-----------------------|------12\10-----12--------| B|-5--5-5-5----3--5--0----|-----------------------|-----------------------|------------12------------| G|------------------------|-4--2--0---------------|----4----------2-------|--------------------------| D|------------------------|----------4--2---------|-5-----5----4-----4----|-2------------------------| A|------------------------|-----------------------|-----------------------|--------------------------| E|------------------------|-----------------------|-----------------------|--------------------------| (last 4 notes played with a slide) [Intro] |Em |Em |Em |Em |Em |Em |Em D|Em D Em | Em On the first day of march it was raining Am It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen G I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed all the people there Em And I wish that all this raining would stop falling down on me G D And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink G D Em And mother wake me early in the morning At the time I was working for a landlord And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore And he was a miserable bollocks and a bitch's bastard's whore Chorus I recall that we took care of him one Sunday We got him out the back and we broke his fucking balls And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was real But all I know is I left the place without a penny or fuck all Chorus And now I've the most charming of verandahs I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks and pimps and whores Five green bottles are sitting on the floor And I wish to Christ I wish to Christ that I had fifteen more Chorus (Repeat Banjo part) [Instrumental] |Em |Em |Em |Em |Em |Em |Em D|Em D Em | Chorus The boys and me are drunk and looking for you We'll eat your frigging entrails and we won't give a damn Me daddy was a blueshirt and my mother a madam My brother earned his medals at Mỹ Lai in Vietnam Chorus On the first day of march it was raining It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen Stay on the other side of the road 'cause you can never tell We've a thirst like a gang of devils we're the boys from the county hell Chorus x2