Lyr Add: Paddy's Finger (Tanglefoot)

Subject: Lyr Add: PADDY'S FINGER (Tanglefoot)
From: Charley Noble
Date: 24 Feb 04 - 04:06 PM

Here's a little non-vegetarian ditty for your Irish special event. The song comes from some friends in Ontario, a group called Tanglefoot (copy and paste into WORD/TIMES/12 to line up chords):

PADDY'S FINGER

(By Joe Grant & Steve Ritchie, Tanglefoot © 1994
From Saturday Night at Hardwood Lake
Adapted by Charlie Ipcar 1996)

G------------------F----------G—F---Bb-G
'Twas in the town of Pelham one dark and drea-ry day
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We local lads was in the pub, just sipping time away-a
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When in there walked this stranger who dis-turbed our con-tem-pla-tion
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So we decided his facial features need-ed al-te-ra-tion.
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"Now what's your name, fair stranger? We've not seen you in town."
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He answers "David Disher. I'm a man of some re-nown-on."
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Says Patrick, "Well, now, Disher, lest you think that I'm remiss,
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They calls me Scrappin' Paddy, and this here is me fist!"

Chorus:
G----------------------F----G---F-----G--------F-----------G-----F---G
Oh, Fight like a wildcat , learn your lesson, up jumps Paddy with a finger miss-in'
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Poor wee fist, one finger less, for seven pound ten 'twill scarce be missed!.
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Oh, fight like a wildcat , learn your lesson, up jumps Paddy with a finger miss-in'
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Poor wee fist, great bloody mess, for seven pound ten 'twill scarce be missed!
F-------------------------G
Paddy's finger 'twill scarce be missed!


A room of rowdy roisters, swinging aft and fore;
Disher takes a nasty knock and sprawls upon the floor;
Paddy pounces all too slow, and for one second lingers;
Disher grabs his hand and sets his teeth to Paddy's finger. (CHO)

Now Paddy seeks legal counsel, down in muddy York;
Fighting may be Paddy's line, but missing parts is lawyers' work;
His complaint was swiftly drafted and filed with the court clerk,
With a copy served on Disher before he could embark;
So Disher is persuaded for fear of disputation,
To compensate in full for Paddy's disindigitation;
Now Paddy gets his seven pound ten, a compensation which –
Convinces him that losing fights will make him filthy rich!

Final Chorus

Oh, fight like a wildcat , learn your lesson, up jumps Paddy with a finger missin'
Poor wee fist, great bloody mess, for seven pound ten 'twill scarce be missed!
Paddy's finger will not be missed.

I added a coupe of lines in the last verse to balance it out and there are a few other minor word changes.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble