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Johnny McGory Lyrics And Chords For The Dubliners, Written By Pete St John. This man is one of the best songwriters in the world, and this one was brought to life by The Dubliners.[What a great combination]

[C] Hey, Johnny McGory, tell me,[G] where's your glory[C] gone
I[F] saw you up in the monto with your[C] old leg[G] gone
A[C] dirty Flanders bullets, sure it[F] left you half a[Am] man
[C]Hey, Johnny McGory, where's your[G] old leg[C] gone

[G]Up to Sally gardens,[Am] around the back of the pipes
[G]Messing with the liberty bells a[Am] man could loose his stripes
[C]Tradin' on your troubles and[F] grabbin' every[C] chance
To[C] show the randy  old ones all the[G] things you learned in France

Up to Gloucester diamonds, red Biddy on your mind
Not a tosser in your pocket, not a soul you could remind
The Lord knows you're a darlin', you never did give in
Your neck's as hard as concrete and your laugh's a mortal sin

Monday in the Iveagh, Tuesday in the drags
Wednesday's walking and wounded, Thursday soldier your bags
Friday's heroes on the touch and Saturday's lost again
But the Sunday's good intentions, sure you start the week again

Johnny McGory Lyrics

Hey, Johnny McGory, tell me, where's your glory gone
I saw you up in the monto with your old leg gone
A dirty Flanders bullets, sure it left you half a man
Hey, Johnny McGory, where's your old leg gone

Up to Sally gardens, around the back of the pipes
Messing with the liberty bells a man could loose his stripes
Tradin' on your troubles and grabbin' every chance
To show the randy  old ones all the things you learned in France

Up to Gloucester diamonds, red Biddy on your mind
Not a tosser in your pocket, not a soul you could remind
The Lord knows you're a darlin', you never did give in
Your neck's as hard as concrete and your laugh's a mortal sin

Monday in the Iveagh, Tuesday in the drags
Wednesday's walking and wounded, Thursday soldier your bags
Friday's heroes on the touch and Saturday's lost again
But the Sunday's good intentions, sure you start the week again

Johnny McGory lyrics and chords

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