Biography:
Paul Joseph Brady (born May 19, 1947 in Strabane, County Tyrone, Ireland) is an Irish singer/songwriter whose work straddles folk and pop. He was into a wide variety of music from an early age. During his career he has passed through several major bands (including The Johnstons, Planxty, Andy Irvine & Paul Brady) and on to a successful solo phase.
Brady began performing as a hotel piano player in Donegal at the age of sixteen and graduated to being guitarist, during the 1960s, in two rhythm and blues bands: Rockhouse and the Cult.
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Other songs:
- Arthur Mcbride
- Arthur Mcbride And The Sergeant
- Busted Loose
- Crazy Dreams
- Hard Station
- Island
- Lakes Of Ponchartrain
- Lakes Of Pontchartrain
- Luck Of The Draw
- Marriage Made In Hollywood
- Mary And The Soldier
- Nobody Knows
- Nothing But The Same Old Story
- Oh What A World
- Paddys Green Shamrock Shore
- Smile
- The Homes Of Donegal
- The Island
- The Jolly Soldier
- The Lakes Of Ponchartrain
- Wearin The Britches
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WEARIN THE BRITCHES – PAUL BRADY
TAB’D BY WOMPTON
[VERSE 1]
Em
Come all young men where e'er you be and listen to me lamentations?
Em
I courted a girl beyond compare and I loved her with admiration
Em A Bm
At length in time she became my wife, twas not for beauty but for riches
D G Em Bm Em
And all the time it causes strife, to see which of us will wear the britches
[VERSE 2]
Em
O Paddy Kane it is my name, me height it is five foot eleven
Em
and Me wife is nearly not so big, she only measures four feet seven
Em A Bm
The hedges I have oft times stripped, I've left them bare of rods and switches?
D G Em Bm Em
Her skin with blows sure I’ve turned black, but still she says she'll wear my britches
[VERSE 3]
Em
Well I am a tailor to my trade, at cutting out I am quite handy
Em
But all the money that I make, she lays it out on tea and brandy?
Em A Bm
Now sometimes I do shout and ball with nothing going with rogues and witches?
D G Em Bm Em
Her head goes oft times to the wall, still she says she'll wear me britches
[VERSE 4]
Em
One morning at the tea and eggs, content and sitting by the fire
Em
Well She broke the teapot on my legs, and left me leapin to retire
Em A Bm
How often do I shout and moan, as I go hopping on my crutches
D G Em Bm Em
I wished I'd broke her collar bone, the day I let her wear me britches
[VERSE 5]
Em
So come all young men where e'er you be, don't marry a wife if she's enchantin
Em
For if you do, you'll be like me, with other men she'll go gallanting
Em A Bm
Now my advice it is to you, to marry for love and not for riches,?
D G Em Bm Em
And be sure of a wife with a civil tongue, who'll give you leave to wear your britches.
TAB’D BY WOMPTON
[VERSE 1]
Em
Come all young men where e'er you be and listen to me lamentations?
Em
I courted a girl beyond compare and I loved her with admiration
Em A Bm
At length in time she became my wife, twas not for beauty but for riches
D G Em Bm Em
And all the time it causes strife, to see which of us will wear the britches
[VERSE 2]
Em
O Paddy Kane it is my name, me height it is five foot eleven
Em
and Me wife is nearly not so big, she only measures four feet seven
Em A Bm
The hedges I have oft times stripped, I've left them bare of rods and switches?
D G Em Bm Em
Her skin with blows sure I’ve turned black, but still she says she'll wear my britches
[VERSE 3]
Em
Well I am a tailor to my trade, at cutting out I am quite handy
Em
But all the money that I make, she lays it out on tea and brandy?
Em A Bm
Now sometimes I do shout and ball with nothing going with rogues and witches?
D G Em Bm Em
Her head goes oft times to the wall, still she says she'll wear me britches
[VERSE 4]
Em
One morning at the tea and eggs, content and sitting by the fire
Em
Well She broke the teapot on my legs, and left me leapin to retire
Em A Bm
How often do I shout and moan, as I go hopping on my crutches
D G Em Bm Em
I wished I'd broke her collar bone, the day I let her wear me britches
[VERSE 5]
Em
So come all young men where e'er you be, don't marry a wife if she's enchantin
Em
For if you do, you'll be like me, with other men she'll go gallanting
Em A Bm
Now my advice it is to you, to marry for love and not for riches,?
D G Em Bm Em
And be sure of a wife with a civil tongue, who'll give you leave to wear your britches.
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