{t:Biddy Mulligan}
{st:Daoiri Farrell}
{c:}
No Capo
{soc}
You[D] may travel from [Bm]Clare to the [G]County Kil[A]dare,
From[D] Dublin right down to Ma[A7sus4]croom,
But [D]where would you [Bm]see a fine [G]widow like [A]me,
Biddy[D] Mulligan the[A] pride of the[D] Coombe me [Bm]boys
Biddy[D] Mulligan the[A] pride of the[D] Coombe
Run: 74, 55, 45,35,25,25
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I’m a [D]buxom fine [Bm]widow that [G]lives in a [A]place,
In [D]Dublin its [Bm]known as ''The [A]Coombe''
Me [D]shop and my [Bm]stall are laid [G]out in the [A7sus4]street
And me [D]palace con[A7sus4]sists of one [D]room
By [D]Patrick's street corner for [Em]35 years
I [D]stood by me stall that's no [A]lie
And [D]while I was there - there's no [Em]one would dare
To say [D]black was the [A]white of me [D]eye
{soc}
You[D] may travel from Clare[Em] to the County Kildare,
From[D] Dublin right down to Ma[A]croom,
Bu[D]t where would you see a fine[Em] widow like me,
Biddy[D] Mulligan the[A] pride of the[D] Coombe me [Bm]boys
Biddy[D] Mulligan the[A] pride of the[D] Coombe
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I sell [D]apples,oranges [Em]nuts and split peas,
Bulls [D]eyes and sugar sticks [A]sweet,
On [D]Saturday night I sell [Em]second hand clothes
From me [D]stall on the [A]floor of the [D]street,
Now I [D]have a son Mick who [Em]plays on the pipe,
He be[D]longs to the Longford street [A]band
It would [D]do your heart good - to [Em]see them march out
On a [D]Sunday to [A]Sandymount [D]Strand
{soc}
You[D] may travel from Clare[Em] to the County Kildare,
From[D] Dublin right down to Ma[A]croom,
Bu[D]t where would you see a fine[Em] widow like me,
Biddy[D] Mulligan the[A] pride of the[D] Coombe me [Bm]boys
Biddy[D] Mulligan the[A] pride of the[D] Coombe
{eoc}
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