Song Name: | I've Got Rings On My Fingers (hi-lo) | By: | Irish dance hall song |
Posted By: | WaltP | Difficulty: | Any |
Key: | G | Genre: | Irish |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2011-02-12 12:02:47 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | I�VE GOT RINGS ON MY FINGERS hi-lo
W: Weston & Barnes M: Maurice Scott Irish dance hall song Key: G Time: 2/4 6 6 6 -5 5 5 5 9 9 9 -9 8 8 8 Jim O'Shea was cast a-way 3 5 -5 5 -4 4 6 8 -9 8 -8 7 Up-on an In-dian Isle 4 -4 5 -4 -3 3 3 3 7 -8 8 -8 -7 6 6 6 The na-tives there they lik�d his hair 3 -4 5 -5 5 -4 6 -8 8 -9 8 -8 They lik�d his I-rish smile 3 6 6 6 -5 5 5 6 9 9 9 -9 8 8 So made him chief Pan-jan-drum 3 5 -5 5 -4 4 6 8 -9 8 -8 7 The Na-bob of them all 4 -4 -4 -4 4 -3 -4 7 -7 -8 -8 7 -7 -8 They call�d him Ji-ji-boo Jhai 3 -3 -4 4 -3 -4 7 -7 -8 7 -7 -8 And rigg�d him out so gay 4 4 -3 -4 4 -3 -4 7 7 -7 -8 7 -7 -8 So he wrote to Dub-lin Bay -3 4 -4 4 -3 -3� 3 -7 7 -8 7 -7 -6 6 To his sweet-heart, just to say 3 4 5 6 6 -5 5 5 6 7 8 9 9 -9 8 8 Sure, I've got rings on my fin-gers, 5 5 -4 4 8 8 -8 7 bells on my toes -4 5 -4 -3 3 -3�3 -8 8 -8 -7 6 -6 6 El-e-phants to ride up-on, 3 -4 5 -5 5 -4 6 -8 8 -9 8 -8 my lit-tle I-rish Rose 6 6 6 -5 5 5 9 9 9 -9 8 8 So come to your Na-bob, 6 5 5 -4 4 9 8 8 -8 7 and next Pat-rick's Day -6 6 -4 6 5 6 5 -10 9 -8 9 8 9 8 Be Mis-tress Mum-bo Jum-bo -5 5 -4 4 -4 4 -9 8 -8 7 -8 7 Jij-ji-boo J. O-�Shea Across the sea went Rose Magee To see her Nabob grand He sat within his palanquin And when she kissed his hand He led her to his harem Where he had wives galore She started shedding a tear Said he, "Now have no fear I'm keeping these wives here Just for ornament, my dear" Sure, I've got rings on my fingers, bells on my toes Elephants to ride upon, my little Irish Rose So come to your Nabob, and next Patrick's Day Be Mistress Mumbo Jumbo Jij-ji-boo J. O'Shea In emerald green he robed his queen To share with him his throne 'Mid eastern charms and waving palms They'd shamrocks, Irish grown Sent all the way from Dublin To Nabob J. O'Shea But in his palace so fine Should Rose for Ireland pine With smiles her face will shine When he murmurs, "Sweetheart mine" Sure, I've got rings on my fingers, bells on my toes Elephants to ride upon, my little Irish Rose So come to your Nabob, and next Patrick's Day Be Mistress Mumbo Jumbo Jij-ji-boo J. O'Shea |