C           F           C             G
It bein' on a monday morning, it bein' our pay day
   F            C                     G
We met Sergeant Jenkins at our goin' away
   C           F           C                    G
He says to Pat Reilly "You are a handsome young man
         F            C             G             C
Will you come to John Kelly's where we will set a dram"


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    C                  F           C            G
And while we sat there boozin' and drinkin' our dram
   F           C           G
He says to Pat Reilly "You are a handsome young man
    C                 F          C               G
I'd have you take the bounty and come along with me
       F            C                 G                  C
To the sweet County Longford, strange faces there you'll see"


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    C              F                   C             G
"Oh no kind sir, a soldier's life with me would not agree
    F               C                G
Nor neither would I bind myself down from my liberty
      C              F              C                  G
For I lived as happy as a prince, my mind does tell me so
   F                   C                   G               C
So fare thee well, I'm just goin' down, my ?shatter for to thow?


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    C            F      C              G
"Oh are you in a hurry, are you goin' away?
   F                  C                                  G
Or won't you stop and listen to these words I'm goin' to say
   C            F           C                  G
Perhaps now Pat Reilly, you might do something worse
        F                 C             G                 C
Than to leave your native country and enlist in the Black Horse"


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   C               F            C            G
Oh it's I took the bounty, the reckoning was paid
    F                    C                 G
The ribbons were brought out, me boys, and into my cockade
     C              F          C                G
It's early the next morning we all were made to stand
  F              C            G               C
Before our grand general with hats all in our hands


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   C           F           C                G
He says to Pat Reilly "You are a little too low
     F          C                           G
With some other regiment I fear you have to go"
   C              F       C              G
"I may go where I will, I have no-one to mourn
       F         C                  G            C
For my mother is dead, me boys, and never will return"


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     C          F        C               G
It's not in the morning that I sing this song
         F           C                   G
But it's in the cold evening as I march alone
        C           F          F           G
With me gun o'er my shoulder I bitterly do weep
       F                C         G             C
When I think of my true love that now lies fast asleep


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   C              F           C                  G
My blessing on my mother that reared me neat and clean
    F              C                             G
But bad luck to my father that made me serve the queen
   C              F              C                G
Oh had he been an honest man and learned to me my trade
        F            C          G           C
I would never have enlisted nor worn the cockade