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Tom: G
Intro: (G - C - D) 2x

   G
When I was a baby boy,
     C        D
Me mammy said to me,
        G 
"Don't mess around with them Irish Girls,
        C        D
They'll never let you be!"
     G
Well, I went off to Dublin,
   C   D          Em         
To see what I could see...
    C                                   D  
They filled me up with whiskey, boys!

They never let me be!

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           G
I miss my home!
     C                   D                  G
The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam ,
C        D           G     ( D )        C    C
Wherever I go, when I find myself alone,
         C                  D                   G
I just close my eyes and the memories take me home.

When I was a little boy,

Me mammy said to me,

Don't mess around with them French girls, they'll never let you be,

I took a trip to Paris, France,

To see what I could see...

They filled me up with Ooh la la!

They never let me be!

Refrão

When I was a young man,

Me mammy said to me,

Stay away from all those Yankee girls,

They'll never let you be,

So I went to New York City,

To see what I could see,

They put mustard on me hot dog, boys!

They never let me be!

Refrão

(Violin Solo)

Ponte:
G                          C   D
It's finally plain to see,
G                          C   D
They'll never let you be,
Em                                     C    D - (parar)
I should have listened to all the things,

Me mammy said to me!

Refrão

And now I am an old man,

At the age of 93

I'm on my way to heaven, boys,

To see what I can see,

St. Peter's at them pearly gates,

And as he opens up the door,

He says you're not finished yet me b'yyyy!

You're goin' back for more!

Refrão
           C                    D                G
Well I just close my eyes and the memories take me home.

I close my eyes and the memories take me home...

I close my eyes and the memories take me home...