The chords to The Reason I Left Mullingar are presented in the key of C. The lyrics were written by Pat Cooksey and tell the story of a man who didn’t find a happy life after leaving his Mullingar to go to London.
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[chordsandlyrics][Am] Iwalked through this [G]city a [F]stran[C]ger,
In the[Bb]land I can [Dm]never call [G]home
I [Am]curse the sad [G]notion that [F]caused [C]me
In search of my fortune to [G7]roam.
Im [Am]weary of [G]working and [F]drink[C]ing
My [Bb]week’s wages [Dm]left in the [G]bar
And [Am]Lord it’s a [G]shame for to [F]use a friends [C]name
To beg for the price of a [G]jar
[Chorus]
I re[Am]member that [G]bright April [F]mor[C]ning
I [Bb]left home to [Dm]travel [G]afar
To [Am]work till you’re [G]dead for one [F]room and a [C]bed
It’s not the [F]reason I [G7]left Mullin[C]gar[/chordsandlyrics]
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This London’s a city of heartbreak
On Friday there’s friends by the score
But when the pay’s finished on Monday,
A friend’s not your friend anymore
For the working day seems never ending
From the shovel and pick there’s no break
And when you’re not working you’re spending
The fortune you left home to make
And for every man here that finds fortune
And comes home to tell the tale
Each morning the broadway is crowed
With many the thousands who fail
So young men of Ireland take warning
In London you never will find
The gold at the end of the rainbow
You might just have left it behind
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The Reason I Left Mullingar lyrics and chords print version
[Am] Iwalked through this [G]city a [F]stran[C]ger,
In the[Bb]land I can [Dm]never call [G]home
I [Am]curse the sad [G]notion that [F]caused [C]me
In search of my fortune to [G7]roam.
Im [Am]weary of [G]working and [F]drink[C]ing
My [Bb]week’s wages [Dm]left in the [G]bar
And [Am]Lord it’s a [G]shame for to [F]use a friends [C]name
To beg for the price of a [G]jar
[Chorus]
I re[Am]member that [G]bright April [F]mor[C]ning
I [Bb]left home to [Dm]travel [G]afar
To [Am]work till you’re [G]dead for one [F]room and a [C]bed
It’s not the [F]reason I [G7]left Mullin[C]gar
This London’s a city of heartbreak
On Friday there’s friends by the score
But when the pay’s finished on Monday,
A friend’s not your friend anymore
For the working day seems never ending
From the shovel and pick there’s no break
And when you’re not working you’re spending
The fortune you left home to make
And for every man here that finds fortune
And comes home to tell the tale
Each morning the broadway is crowed
With many the thousands who fail
So young men of Ireland take warning
In London you never will find
The gold at the end of the rainbow
You might just have left it behind
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