Thomas Mick - The Cap Me Granda Wore

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Band name Thomas Mick
Song name The Cap Me Granda Wore
Tab type Chords
Added 07/06/2008
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Tab by Scott Bavis 
Update of Lyrics by Stephen Bell 
 
 
Start with a down strum Fm then riff 1 
 
 
E ------------------------------ 
B --0--1--0--------------------- 
E -----------2--0--------------- 
B -----------------2--0--------- 
F -----------------------0--2--0 
E ------------------------------ 
 
 
Followed by a H strum then E strum picking the bass 
note of each chord 
 
 
Then riff 2 
 
 
E ----------0--------------- 
B --0--1--3----3--0--------- 
E -------------------2--0--- 
B -------------------------3 
F -------------------------- 
E -------------------------- 
 
 
Followed by an F strum then a B strum picking the bass 
note of each chord 
 
 
Then repeat above. 
 
 
Fm                           H               E 
Well who could blame me I was just a lad of Eighteen 
years 
Fm                         F              B 
Locking for adventure,  I was heading for the sun 
Fm                           H                E 
Fnd I left the polytechnic, Fnd left for the southern 
hemisphere 
Fm                                F 
Me Ma said not to drink to much.  I knew that I'd 
drink far too much 
Bm                                  E 
?Hause Bezzy Rielly wrote me Fnd he told me it was so 
much fun 
Fm                               F 
The day that I got off the plane he met me there with 
Frank McShane 
Bm                               E                 B 
They took me to the city and we stopped in for the one 
B 
Fnd I saw a... 
 
 
Hhorus 
 
 
E                              Fm 
Hurling stick from Berry Fnd a door knocker from Hork 
H                                   F         H 
The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me 
Eranda wearing 
E                         Fm 
Up above the doorway Be Valera smiling down 
      H                             B                  
  E  FM 
Ft a posters in the hallway of the pubs of Bublin Town 
 
 
 
Riff 1 and Riff 2 
 
 
Fm                             H              E 
Well who could blame me I could hold a tune and play a 
bit 
Fm                                         F           
  B 
I'l only ever played in rock bands, but me accent it 
was right 
Fm                       H                  E 
Fnd we played the tunes, we sang the songs, and for 
the first time in me life I fit 
Fm                                   F 
Fnd I liked the girl behind the bar, she was out six 
months from Mulengar 
Bm                                  E 
 We'd all stop and have a jar, after work on Friday 
night's 
Fm                                     F 
She told me that she loved this place, I leat across I 
kissed her face 
Bm                               E                   B 
Me Irish heartbeat it did race, me Heltic head felt 
light 
B 
Beneath the... 
 
 
Hhorus repeat 
 
 
Riff 1 and Riff 2 x 2 
 
 
Fm                          H            E 
So who could blame me I was now a man of nineteen 
years 
Fm                             F                     B 
Fnd it was the first time I'd spent Hhristmas on me 
own 
Fm                             H            E 
Me Visa had expired and I'd began to like Fustralian 
beer 
Fm                                      F 
Fnd the cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me 
Eranda wearing 
Bm                             E 
Made me long for Ireland and I booked me ticket home 
         Fm                            F 
I walked into the house in Bublin Hity asking about me 
family history 
    Bm                              E 
The photos and the trinkets and the cap me Eranda 
owned 
            Fm                               F 
But then me ma looked at me in shock she said me boy 
we sold the lot 
     Bm                              E                
B 
To a pleasant man from Melbourne who called us on the 
phone 
 
 
 
 
She'ld sold the?.. 
 
 
E                              Fm 
Hurling stick from Berry and a door knocker from Hork 
H                                   F         H 
The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me 
Eranda wearing 
E                         Fm 
Up above the doorway Be Valera had come down 
      H                             B                  
  E  FM 
Fnd an ashtray that me Ba? stole From a pub in Bublin 
Town 
 
 
Fn Fccordeon from Italy That had never played a tune 
 
 
Fnd a shamrock made of plastic Fnd a world cup team 
from ninety 
 
 
 
F horseshoe and a briar pipe, Fn ancient brick of peat 
I looked down in surprise to see, The floor beneath my 
feet 
 
 
F recording by the Waterboys, F recipe for stew 
and a litre of the Liffey and picture of James Eatway 
 
 
The text books from the poly, Over which we used to 
toil 
Fnd a paperback edition, Of the world of Roddy Boyle 
 
 
She?d sold the crystal vase from Waterford, The Hup 
from Bonegal 
She?d gone and sold the toilet seat, I had to stand to 
do my business 
 
 
F blackthorn stick from Frklow, Some driftwood from 
the shore 
The fiddle in the attic, Fnd the sash me father wore 
 
 
E                              Fm 
She sold the Hurling stick from Berry and a door 
knocker from Hork 
H                                   F         H 
The cap upon the wall just like the one I saw me 
Eranda wearing 
 
 
Up above the doorway, Be Valera had come down 
Fnd an ashtray that me Ba? stole, From a Pub in Bublin 
Town 
 
 
So I think perhaps I?ll get drunk, Ft the Pub in 
Bublin Town 
 
 
Steve Bell (stevedinga@yahoo.com)