Today’s Irish Pub Song Of The Day is the first Irish Pub Song that I ever learned how to play. I love Roddy McCorley and everytime I heard it, I can picture the scene at the bridge. I think it has powerful imagery and I hope you like it. Even with two “extra” chords the melody is still on the first two frets.
RODDY MCCORLEY
Oh [G]see the fleet foot host of men who [C]speed with faces [G]wan
From farmstead and from [C]fisher’s [G]cot [C]along the [Am]banks of [D7]Bann
They [G]come with vengeance [C]in their [G]eyes. To [Em]late to [Am]late are [D7]they
For [G]young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the [C]bridge of Toome [G]today
Up the narrow streets he steps smiling proud and young
About the hemp rope on his neck the golden ringlets clung
There is never a fear in his blue eyes both glad and bright are they
As young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
When he last stepped up that street his shining pike in hand
Behind him marched in grim array a stalward earnest band
For Antrim town, for Antrim town, he lead them to the fray
And young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today
There is never a one of all your dead more bravely fell in fray
Than he who marches to his fate on the bridge of Toome today
To true the last, to true the last he treads the upward way
And young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the bridge of Toome today