Carrickfergus (Traditional)

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How to read this tab — notation key

+: Blow note
−: Draw note
b or ': Half-step bend
bb or '': Two half-step bend
bbb or ''': Three half-step bend
(###): Chord — relevant hole numbers in parentheses
< or *: Push the button in (chromatic harmonica)

Full reference and posting tips in the tab guide.

Tab


'Liederstrauß (10) 78':

Dies ist ein Lied aus Nordirland;
Carrickfergus ist ein Ort in der N&auml;he von Belfast.
Bekannt gemacht wurde dieses Lied u. a. durch die Dubliners.
Aus neuerer Zeit existiert eine sch&ouml;ne Aufnahme dieses
Songs von Joan Baez auf der CD 'Speaking Of Dreams'(1989).

Alternativbegleitung in G-Dur. Melodiebeginn eine Quarte tiefer auf g.

3/4 TIME (MODERATE PACE)
THE DOTS = EXTEND THAT NOTE 

[V1]
7 7.. -7 -6-4.. ... ..-5 -5 6..  5-4 4.. ... ..
I wish I wa-as        in Ca-rick-fer-gus
4. -4  5  -5-4.. ... ..-3.. 4  -4 4.. ... ..
on-ly for nights       in  Bal-ly-grand

7  7..   -7 -6-4.. ... ..-5 -5  6.. 5-4 4.. ... ..
I would swim o-ver      the dee-pest o - cean
4. -4  5  -5-4.. ... ..-3.. 4  -4 4.. ... ..
on-ly for nights       in  Bal-ly-grand


 6   6  6.. 6  7... ... .
But the sea is wide
 7 -8 8.. -8   7   -8.. -8-7 6... ..
and I can-not swim o - - o - ver
 6   6.. 6   7..-8  8... .. 7  -9 8. -8 -8... ... ...
and nei-ther ha-ave I      the wings to fly.
7  7.. -7 -6-4.. ... ..-5  -5   6.. 5-4 4.. ... ..
I whish I ha-ad         a hand-some boat-man
4  4.  -4 5 -5 -4.. ... ..-3 -3.. 4-4 4.. ... ..
to fer-ry me o-ver,       my love and I.

[V2]
My childhood days bring back sad reflections
of happy time there spent so long ago.
My boyhood friends and my own relations
have all passed on now like the melting snow.
So I&rsquo;ll spend my days in this endless roving,
soft is the grass and my bed is free.
Oh to be home now in Carrickfergus
on the long road down to the salty sea.

[V3]
Now in Kilkenny it is reported
on marble stones and as black as ink,
with gold and silver I would support her,
but I&rsquo;ll sing no more now, &rsquo;till I get a drink.
&rsquo;cause I am drunk today and I&rsquo;m seldom sober,
a handsome rover from town to town.
Ah, but I am sick now, and my days are numbered.
Come all ye young men, and lay me down.

Play on a harmonica— watch which holes to blow & draw, with sound