Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Capo II
G C D
My son was born with a bottle of whiskey
G C D
With a beer in his hand the doctor suddenly said
G C D
I’m sorry about that but I have to say it
G D G
Your son is an Irish bastard
Chorus:
G
I said what did you say
Em D
He said you heard me well
C D
So I punched him in the face
C D G
And started raising hell
G C D
When my son was a kid we were living in Cavan
G C D
My neighbor with his beer suddenly yells at me
G C D
Your kid just shoots me with his pellet gun
G D G
So your son his an Irish bastard
Chorus:
G
I said what did you say
Em D
He said you heard me well
C D
So I punched him in the face
C D G
And started raising hell
G C D
Then he was a teen we were living in Dublin
G C D
My son was always drunk one night the police came
G C D
Your teen fought in a pub so excuse me sir
G D G
But your son his an Irish bastard
Chorus:
G
I said what did you say
Em D
He said you heard me well
C D
So I punched him in the face
C D G
And started raising hell
G C D
Today he has a kid and he’ll probably do the same
G C D
He will join me in, the wall of this jail
G C D
But what is sure if he’s being bully
G D G
I will kill those Irish bastards
Chorus end:
G
I will die in this jail
Em D
He will die in this jail
C D
Cause we love our son
C D G
And like raising hell!!!
G C D
My son was born with a bottle of whiskey
G C D
With a beer in his hand the doctor suddenly said
G C D
I’m sorry about that but I have to say it
G D G
Your son is an Irish bastard
Chorus:
G
I said what did you say
Em D
He said you heard me well
C D
So I punched him in the face
C D G
And started raising hell
G C D
When my son was a kid we were living in Cavan
G C D
My neighbor with his beer suddenly yells at me
G C D
Your kid just shoots me with his pellet gun
G D G
So your son his an Irish bastard
Chorus:
G
I said what did you say
Em D
He said you heard me well
C D
So I punched him in the face
C D G
And started raising hell
G C D
Then he was a teen we were living in Dublin
G C D
My son was always drunk one night the police came
G C D
Your teen fought in a pub so excuse me sir
G D G
But your son his an Irish bastard
Chorus:
G
I said what did you say
Em D
He said you heard me well
C D
So I punched him in the face
C D G
And started raising hell
G C D
Today he has a kid and he’ll probably do the same
G C D
He will join me in, the wall of this jail
G C D
But what is sure if he’s being bully
G D G
I will kill those Irish bastards
Chorus end:
G
I will die in this jail
Em D
He will die in this jail
C D
Cause we love our son
C D G
And like raising hell!!!
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