Johnnys Ghost Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

EmWell, there were guns and drums anGd drums and guns, haroo, haroo!

There were guEmns and drums and drums and guns, harGoo, harDoo!

There was KGathy there aloDne, I fear,

When her brCother went out to sEmlay ya.

GDarlin' deDar, you loCok so quDeer, for JEmohnny we hardly knew ya.

On the fiEmrst of March, he took his gun, hGaroo, haroo!

On the fiEmrst of March, he tracked ya down, harGoo, harDoo!

He fiGred the shot, ya bDit the dust,

Poor KCathy she cried a vEmictim of lust.

GDarlin' dDear, you lCook so quDeer, for KEmathy she hardly knew ya.

Well, hEmey there Johnny, now how ya been?

I seDen ya hangin' 'round.

You're lAmookin' mighty pale,

And then your eEmyes cast on the ground.

Well, hEmey there Johnny, hDow ya been?

I heCard a young man bEmoast.

He shEmot ya down one mCornin',

And yoCur now JDohnny's gEmhost.

Well, hEmey there, Johnny, we loved ya, boy,

But yDou've been playin' 'round.

You bAmrought the wrath of the husbands,

The wiEmves you spun around.

Well, hEmey there, Johnny, you wDeren't so bad,

Could mCake you into tEmwo.

To daEmnce a jig with JCohnny,

That's aCll they aDsked of yEmou.

GTooraloora Tooralai,

You bDrought the husbands scorn.

You had the lovers over night

And dEmisappeared at dawn.

CTooraloora TGooralai,

A drink and here's a tDoast:

GHere's to drunken ICrishmen,

And hCere's to JDohnny's gEmhost.

Well, hEmey there, Johnny, your momma cried,

I heDar your messin' 'round.

You leAmft poor Kathy pregnant,

And rEman for higher ground.

Now KEmathy's older brDother got

The fiCrst gun he could fEmind.

He traEmcked ya down one moCrnin'

With muCrder Don his mEmind.

GTooraloora Tooralai,

Oh, KaDthy, she did mourn.

She's screamin' for ya, Johnny,

The baEmbes 'bout to be born.

TooCraloora TGooralai,

A drink and here's a toDast:

HeGre's to drunken ICrishmen,

And hCere's to JDohnny's ghEmost.

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GTooraloora Tooralai,

Oh, KaDthy, she did mourn.

She's screamin' for ya, Johnny,

The baEmbes 'bout to be born.

TooCraloora TGooralai,

A drink and here's a toDast:

HeGre's to drunken ICrishmen,

And hCere's to JDohnny's ghEmost.

C.Well, it was early that mornin'

When Kathy's brother stepped in the street.

Johnny just stood there waiting,

Starin' at his feet.

Then in his mind he said a prayer,

Cried Kathleen as he fell,

And the message on his tombstone reads,

"He took that bullet well."

GTooraloora Tooralai,

I'd Dsooner hear the sound,

And here's to Kathy's brother,

Who pEmut ya in the ground.

TCooraloora ToGoralai,

A drink and here's a tDoast:

HeGre's to drunken CIrishmen,

And hCere's to JDohnny's gEmhost.

2x:

HGere's to drunken CIrishmen,

And hCere's to JDohnny's gEmhost.