The chords to The Town of Ballybay are presented in the key of C. The lyrics are about a woman in the small town of Ballybay who had many lovers before falling in love and having a large family.
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[chordsandlyrics]In the [C]town of Ballybay there is a lassie [G7]dwelling
I [C]knew her very well and this [G7]story’s worth the [C]telling
Her father kept a [G7]still and he [C]was a good dis[G7]tiller
And [C]when she took to [Am]drinking sure the [C]divil wouldn’t [G7]fill her
With me [C]ring a ding a [Am]dum, me [C]ring a ding a [G7]daddy
Me [C]ring a ding a [Am]dum, [G]whack fol the [C]daddy o[/chordsandlyrics]
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She had a wooden leg that was hollow down the middle
She used to tie a string on it and play it like a fiddle
She fiddled in the hall and she fiddled in the alleyway
She didn’t give a damn she had to fiddle anyway
She said she couldn’t dance unless she had her wellie on
But when she had it on she could dance as well as anyone
She wouldn’t go to bed unless she had her shimmy on
But when she had it on she would go as quick as anyone
She had lovers by the score, every Tom and Dick and Harry
She was courting night and day but still she wouldn’t marry
And then she fell in love with a fella with a stammer
When he tried to run away, she hit him with a hammer
She had childer up the stairs, she had childer in the brier
Another ten or twelve sitting roaring by the fire
She fed them on potatoes and on soup she made with nettles
And lumps of hairy bacon that she boiled up in the kettle
She led a sheltered life, eating porridge and black pudding
And she terrorized her man till he up’d and died right sudden
And when the husband died she was felling very sorry
So she rolled him in a bag and she threw him in a quarry
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In the [C]town of Ballybay there is a lassie [G7]dwelling
I [C]knew her very well and this [G7]story’s worth the [C]telling
Her father kept a [G7]still and he [C]was a good dis[G7]tiller
And [C]when she took to [Am]drinking sure the [C]divil wouldn’t [G7]fill her
With me [C]ring a ding a [Am]dum, me [C]ring a ding a [G7]daddy
Me [C]ring a ding a [Am]dum, [G]whack fol the [C]daddy o
She had a wooden leg that was hollow down the middle
She used to tie a string on it and play it like a fiddle
She fiddled in the hall and she fiddled in the alleyway
She didn’t give a damn she had to fiddle anyway
She said she couldn’t dance unless she had her wellie on
But when she had it on she could dance as well as anyone
She wouldn’t go to bed unless she had her shimmy on
But when she had it on she would go as quick as anyone
She had lovers by the score, every Tom and Dick and Harry
She was courting night and day but still she wouldn’t marry
And then she fell in love with a fella with a stammer
When he tried to run away, she hit him with a hammer
She had childer up the stairs, she had childer in the brier
Another ten or twelve sitting roaring by the fire
She fed them on potatoes and on soup she made with nettles
And lumps of hairy bacon that she boiled up in the kettle
She led a sheltered life, eating porridge and black pudding
And she terrorized her man till he up’d and died right sudden
And when the husband died she was felling very sorry
So she rolled him in a bag and she threw him in a quarry
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