Farmer Michael Hayes Chords & Lyrics - Christy Moore
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Capo at 2nd Fret - often when he plays a C he drops the pinky on the 3rd Fret of high E (G note) before
jumoing to the Em - and sometimes plays the G with just the pinky covering the 3rd frets of
the [B] and [E] strings.
The basic chord pattern is
[VERSE]
[Am] [Em] [Am] [C] [Em]
[C]RE[G]PE[Am]AT [Em]x 3 [C] [G] [Em] [Am]
[CHORUS]
[C] [D] [Em] [C] [Am] [D] [C] [D] [Am] [Em]
[C] [G] [Em] [Am]
[VERSE X 2]
CHORUS x2 (second time is the instrumental ending)
That's about it. See the live version on Youtube (LateLate Show) to see the strumming pattern and the
fingering mentioned above.
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Here are the lyrics as sung on the Late Late Show - I've added the chords for the Verse and Chorus just once
[Am]I am a bold undaunted fox that never yet was trapped or caugh[Em]t.
[Am]Me rental rates and taxes I was w[C]illin’ for to p[Em]ay.
[C]I made me n[G]ame in fine good land between T[Am]ipperary and Knocklo[Em]ng
[C]Where my forefathers liv[G]ed and died three thou[Em]sand years ago. [Am]
I lived as happy as King Saul and loved me neighbours one and all,
I had no animosity for either friend nor foe,
Until a cruel landlord drove me from my native home
He told me I should leave the place and show me face no more.
And the day that he evicted me, it’s then I knew I'd have to flee.
So late that night I faced him left him lying low.
He fell victim to a shot, his agency he soon forgot.
And From that day on they’re searchin’ for farmer Michael Hayes.
Soon there was a great lookout by land and sea myself to rout
From Dublin Quay to Belfast along the ragin’ sea.
By telegraph they did insert a great reward for my arrest,
Me figure, size and form, and me name without mistake.
[C]They broke their brogues[D] to gain the great rewar[Em]d;
[C]But they could never capture fa[Am]rmer Michael Ha[D]yes.
[C]Around the coast they m[D]ade a steer from P[Am]oolbeg lighthouse to Cape C[Em]lear,
[C]Killarney town and sw[G]eet Tralee and they [Em]then crossed into Cl[Am]are.
And when they landed on the shore they searched Kilrush from tip to toe.
They searched the baths at Lisdoon, then Milltown Malbay.
Connemara being remote, they thought ’twas there I might resort;
But the dogs were gettin’ weary and the horses they were slow
In Galwsy town as I lay down, I heard a dreadful cry of hounds
So I jumped into the Claddagh and to Spiddel I did go
The posse they began to trot thinking that they had me caught
But I was back in Doolin drinking mugs of tae
As the moon began to shine I thought I’d make a foreign clime,
And leave them all to search for farmer Michael Hayes.
So so Dublin town I made my way and then to Cobh and Amerikay;
Now I’m in the land of liberty and a fig for all my foes.
jumoing to the Em - and sometimes plays the G with just the pinky covering the 3rd frets of
the [B] and [E] strings.
The basic chord pattern is
[VERSE]
[Am] [Em] [Am] [C] [Em]
[C]RE[G]PE[Am]AT [Em]x 3 [C] [G] [Em] [Am]
[CHORUS]
[C] [D] [Em] [C] [Am] [D] [C] [D] [Am] [Em]
[C] [G] [Em] [Am]
[VERSE X 2]
CHORUS x2 (second time is the instrumental ending)
That's about it. See the live version on Youtube (LateLate Show) to see the strumming pattern and the
fingering mentioned above.
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Here are the lyrics as sung on the Late Late Show - I've added the chords for the Verse and Chorus just once
[Am]I am a bold undaunted fox that never yet was trapped or caugh[Em]t.
[Am]Me rental rates and taxes I was w[C]illin’ for to p[Em]ay.
[C]I made me n[G]ame in fine good land between T[Am]ipperary and Knocklo[Em]ng
[C]Where my forefathers liv[G]ed and died three thou[Em]sand years ago. [Am]
I lived as happy as King Saul and loved me neighbours one and all,
I had no animosity for either friend nor foe,
Until a cruel landlord drove me from my native home
He told me I should leave the place and show me face no more.
And the day that he evicted me, it’s then I knew I'd have to flee.
So late that night I faced him left him lying low.
He fell victim to a shot, his agency he soon forgot.
And From that day on they’re searchin’ for farmer Michael Hayes.
Soon there was a great lookout by land and sea myself to rout
From Dublin Quay to Belfast along the ragin’ sea.
By telegraph they did insert a great reward for my arrest,
Me figure, size and form, and me name without mistake.
[C]They broke their brogues[D] to gain the great rewar[Em]d;
[C]But they could never capture fa[Am]rmer Michael Ha[D]yes.
[C]Around the coast they m[D]ade a steer from P[Am]oolbeg lighthouse to Cape C[Em]lear,
[C]Killarney town and sw[G]eet Tralee and they [Em]then crossed into Cl[Am]are.
And when they landed on the shore they searched Kilrush from tip to toe.
They searched the baths at Lisdoon, then Milltown Malbay.
Connemara being remote, they thought ’twas there I might resort;
But the dogs were gettin’ weary and the horses they were slow
In Galwsy town as I lay down, I heard a dreadful cry of hounds
So I jumped into the Claddagh and to Spiddel I did go
The posse they began to trot thinking that they had me caught
But I was back in Doolin drinking mugs of tae
As the moon began to shine I thought I’d make a foreign clime,
And leave them all to search for farmer Michael Hayes.
So so Dublin town I made my way and then to Cobh and Amerikay;
Now I’m in the land of liberty and a fig for all my foes.
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