Biography:
Irish country singer, from County Monaghan. He is best known for his 2014 single "Hit The Diff," which has been described as "The Most Irish Song Ever Written."
The phrase "hit the diff" is an Irish farming term meaning to engage the lock on a tractor's differential, a technique for possibly improving traction in muddy conditions.
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Other songs:
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!
[Verse 1]
G C
Mowing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hatss when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
G D Em C
They thought thats we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G D Em C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
Em G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
D C Em G
And a can of easy start. And 1500 acres
D C
hauling 40 ton of grass.
Em G D C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
Em G D C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
[Verse 2]
Em G
I found a sate But I had no brakes (Seat)
D C Em
Couldn't keep it cool With loads of power
G D C
I was behind an hour So I give the pump a screw
Em G
Out all night. With no lights
D C Em G
Only seeing stars And the gloom from the moon
D C
And the diesel light in the dash
G C
Mowing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hats when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
G D Em C
They thought thats we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G D Em C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
Em G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
D C Em G
And a can of easy start. And 1500 acres
D C
Hauling 40 ton of grass.
Em G D C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
Em G D C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
G D Em C
G D Em D C
[Verse 3]
Em G D C
Overload on the downhill road slappin' through the gears
Em G D C
Sending snap chatss of whats I'm at to everyone on the beer
Em G D C
Hit the duel to load and I stall the road, all wheels in the air
Em G D C
It was my chance to grease the nipples I never knew was there.
Em G D C
I need some sleep and new teeth for diggin' dozin' in muck
Em G D C
In case it rains need an ol' chain lying in the truck
Em G D C
Climbing limeing mixing piping After the field is cut
Em G D C
There's many's a gap you won't get at without 6,000 foot
G C
Mowing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hats when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
G D Em C
They thought thats we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G D Em C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
Em G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
D C Em G
And a can of easy start. And 1500 acres
D C
hauling 40 ton of grass.
Em G D C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
Em G D C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em D C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hatss when I'm heading for the tay.
G D Em C
They thought thats we where quitting Cuz the summer doesn't last
G D Em C
but we're heading to New Zealand where the craic it only starts.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
G C
Mowing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hatss when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
G D Em C
They thought thats we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G D Em C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
Em G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
D C Em G
And a can of easy start. And 1500 acres
D C
hauling 40 ton of grass.
Em G D C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
Em G D C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
[Verse 2]
Em G
I found a sate But I had no brakes (Seat)
D C Em
Couldn't keep it cool With loads of power
G D C
I was behind an hour So I give the pump a screw
Em G
Out all night. With no lights
D C Em G
Only seeing stars And the gloom from the moon
D C
And the diesel light in the dash
G C
Mowing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hats when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
G D Em C
They thought thats we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G D Em C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
Em G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
D C Em G
And a can of easy start. And 1500 acres
D C
Hauling 40 ton of grass.
Em G D C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
Em G D C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
G D Em C
G D Em D C
[Verse 3]
Em G D C
Overload on the downhill road slappin' through the gears
Em G D C
Sending snap chatss of whats I'm at to everyone on the beer
Em G D C
Hit the duel to load and I stall the road, all wheels in the air
Em G D C
It was my chance to grease the nipples I never knew was there.
Em G D C
I need some sleep and new teeth for diggin' dozin' in muck
Em G D C
In case it rains need an ol' chain lying in the truck
Em G D C
Climbing limeing mixing piping After the field is cut
Em G D C
There's many's a gap you won't get at without 6,000 foot
G C
Mowing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hats when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
G D Em C
They thought thats we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G D Em C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
Em G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
D C Em G
And a can of easy start. And 1500 acres
D C
hauling 40 ton of grass.
Em G D C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
Em G D C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
[Chorus]
G D Em C
Oh hit the diff and pray thats she goes all the way
G D Em D C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hatss when I'm heading for the tay.
G D Em C
They thought thats we where quitting Cuz the summer doesn't last
G D Em C
but we're heading to New Zealand where the craic it only starts.
G D Em C
G D Em D C
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