Music is a universal language, and needs not be translated. With it soul speaks to soul
Standard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capo
VerseAWhen we were kids he used to go over the back wall into old Dan's scrapyardF♯m, BmInto the snooker hall where F♯mmost us kids were barred. BmAn' into the Roxy and the Stella where fF♯milm stars starred,A That's where me and Hopalong and Roy ERogers got drunk and jarred. And we Amight have been the saviour of the men, The F♯mcaptured captain in the Devil's demon den. BmAnd we might have been the magic politician F♯min some kind of tricky position, Like an Bmold, old, old master musician we F♯mkept on wishin'. AWe was headed for the number one hit country Eagain.
ChorusAnd it's Atrue, BmTrue blue, EIrish Ablue. And it's Bmtrue, ETrue blue, And Asometimes it F♯mreminds me of Dyou.
VerseThere's an old photograph of Dan that I wish you could-a seen, Of him and the boys posed, standing in St. Stephens Green. Ya see, they were a part of the great freedom dream, But they were caught and detained and are locked inside the frame of the photograph. And he might have been the clever con, the good Samaritan, the Rassclaut man, An' he might have been the loaded gun, the charlatan of the tap dancin' fan. But like an old pioneer from outer Afghanistan, Headed for the number one hit country again.
ChorusAnd it's true, True blue, Irish blue. And it's true, True blue, And sometimes it reminds me of you.
VerseOld Dan in a raincoat hums the very, very, very special notes, of a long lost favorite melody. It reminds him of a love affair when he was young and did not care, And how he parted so soft, so sadden. And he might have been the laughing cavaliero, the wise old cammanchero. Ooh the desperate desperado, the good looking Randolph Valentino, the gigolo from Glasgow. But like an old, old hunter of the female buffalo, He's headed for the number one hit country again.
ChorusAnd it's Atrue, BmTrue blue, EIrish Ablue.D And it's Bmtrue, ETrue blue, And Asometimes, F♯msometimes it Dreminds me of you. And it's Bmtrue, ETrue blue, AIrish F♯mblue, true blue DIrish blue. And it's Bmtrue, it's so true, EUmmm it's true, I Aswear I said, I swear I F♯msaid, I swear, I Dsaid I swear it's true. And it's Bmtrue, ETrue blue, AIrish F♯mblue. D And it's Bmtrue. That's it now, I could never find the chords for this online so it's about time I did it out. I hope you like it. colinthelips25/10/2012UG
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