Darcys Donkey chords by Gaelic Storm

[Intro]
F5 G5 A5 Bb5 C5
F  C  F


[Verse 1]
   F                   Bb/F       F
T'was up in the Bluestack mountains, D'arcy kept a bit of a still

    F                  Dm       C
We were sneaking home a bottle, when the guards came up the hill

 F                  Bb/F       F
"Lose the booze" cried D'arcy and before we could reply,

    Bb              C        F
He'd dumped it in the nosebag of his donkey standing by.

   F              Bb/F     F
The donkey had a ganky leg, and only one good eye.

     F                          C
When he got a lick of the whiskey, he'd swear that he could fly

  Dm7                          C
He rocketed through the roundabout, and down by Jamesie's bar,

     Bb                C       F
Then he vaulted through the hedges at the track at Ballintra


[Chorus 1]
F         Bb/F       F
Here's to you, to me and one and all

    F                      C
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall

F         Bb/F       F
Here's to you, to me and one and all

       F                C       F
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal


[Fiddle fill]
F C F


[Verse 2]
   F                Bb/F      F
The garda chased the donkey, and we followed in pursuit,

   F                Dm         C
For fear they'd spill the whiskey, we begged them not to shoot

  F                  Bb/F       F
We barreled through the turnstiles, we got there just in time,

  Bb                  Csus4        F
To place our bets before the lot of 'em reached the starting line.

  F                 Bb/F        F
The flag was up, the race was on, the donkey looked behind

  F                          C
He saw the guards were after him but sure he didn't mind

  Dm7                      C
He had himself another sip, and a second one as well,

    Bb                   C       F
Then he bucked and kicked and knocked the competition all to hell.


[Chorus 2]
F         Bb/F       F
Here's to you, to me and one and all

    F                      C
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall

F         Bb/F       F
Here's to you, to me and one and all

       F                C       F  D
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal



[Fiddle Interlude]
G C D
G Am D
G C D
C D G
Em C D
Em C D
G5 A5 B5 C5 D5
G  D  G


[Verse 3]
  G               C/G     G
The donkey passed the post about a lap or two ahead

  G               Em      D
He finished off the whiskey, then toppled over dead

  G                   C/G      G
We went to check the bets and found when everything was done

  C               D   G
The garda came in second and paid 35 to one!

   G                   C/G        G
So we dragged the donkey's carcass down to Jamesie's for a pint

  G                        D
To drink up all our winnings, and to celebrate the night

  Em                       D
We missed the poor old donkey, but still we had to laugh

   C               D       G
When Jamesie made a trophy of the donkey's better half


[Pre-Chorus]
      C                  D
So raise a beer in the air, to the famous derriere

   C      D         G
Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass!

   C      D         G
Everybody raise a glass to D'arcy's ass! D'arcy's ass!


[Chorus 3]
G         C/G       G
Here's to you, to me and one and all

    G                D
To the garda, and the gargle, and the trophy on the wall

G         C/G       G
Here's to you, to me and one and all

       G                D      G
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal

       G                D      G
The day that D'arcy's drunken donkey won the race at Donegal