Broadway Girl

Em G She played tin whistle in an IRA band D Cadd9 But she fell in love with an Orange man Cadd9 G Kissed her on the neck and then she saw my red hand D Said baby lets give peace a chance Em G I met her on Castle street by the Hercules bar D C She stole a feg from me and shouted tiocfaidh ar la Em G I asked her what does that mean I didnt mean you no harm D G She said our day will come but we can still have a yarn Em G She said my ma is a shinner and my da's on the run D C Dont care what arlene said 'cause gerrys never shot a gun Am7 G Chatted some more, about the brits and the ra D Black and tans on the jukebox, so we got up to dance, you know C G She played tin whistle in an IRA band D C But she fell in love with an Orange man C G Kissed her on the neck and then she saw my red hand D Said baby lets give peace a chance Cadd9 G D Em With my pretty little Broadway Girl Cadd9 G D Em You’re my pretty little Broadway Girl Em G You know she started to ask me where i went to school D C so i had to admit that i was from rathcoole Em G As last orders were called and we were both half full D G she was asking in gaelic where she could buy dubes Em G I took her to carrickfergus where my brethern meet D C Had my lambeg on the wall and so i gave it a beat Am7 G She took out her tin whislte and as quick as a flash D I was banging my drum and she was playing the sash C G She played tin whistle in an IRA band D C But she fell in love with an Orange man C G Kissed her on the neck and then she saw my red hand D Said baby lets give peace a chance Cadd9 G With my pretty little Broadway Girl D Em Cadd9 G My, my, my, my, my, my, my Broadway Girl D Em Cadd9 G My, my, my, my, my, my, my Broadway Girl D Em Cadd9 G D Em My, my, my, my, my, my, my Broadway Girl Em G Now its eight in the morning and the value cabs booked D C I was playing her whistle she was cleaning my flute Em G Our coats both smell of bucky tonic wine D As we jumped in the taxi and we went for a fry Em G I walked her home and she showed me about D C showed me the balls on the falls and where her da shot a tout Em G I swear I'd love to put you in a song about D Me and my broadway girl but we'd get burnt out Em G She played tin whistle in an IRA band D C But she fell in love with an Orange man C G Kissed her on the neck and then she saw my red hand D Said baby lets give peace a chance Cadd9 G Your my pretty little Broadway Girl D Em Cadd9 G My, my, my, my, my, my, my Broadway Girl D Em Cadd9 G My, my, my, my, my, my, my Broadway Girl D Em Cadd9 G D Em My, my, my, my, my, my, my Broadway Girl (Play the chords with ad libs in celtic style) Cadd9 G D Em Cadd9 G D Em Cadd9 G D Em Cadd9 G D Em