The Folker Chords & Lyrics - The Corries

[VERSE 1]

Well, my n[G]ame is "Fingers Murphy" but my story's seldom t[Em]old
I ma[D]ssacre folk music with a y[D7]ard of German p[D]lywood and a pl[G]ectrum
I do r[Em]equests-just the o[D]nes that have two c[C]hords in, And I disregard the r[G]est
Na na [D]nya na na [D7]na na na[D] na ny[G]a

[VERSE 2]

Well, I st[G]and on stage the hero a martyr to me tr[Em]ade
And ca[D]rry the reminders of a[D7]ll the gigs I've p[D]layed in like the Irish Club-in L[G]uton
Where I fled in mortal f[Em]ear-with the i[D]mprint of a G[C]uinness bottle stamped across my [G]ear
Na na [D]nya na na [D7]na na na[D] na ny[G]a

[VERSE 3]

Seeking tw[G]enty with expenses I went looking for a g[Em]ig
Got no o[D]ffers--just a c[D7]ome on from a g[D]roupie up in N[G]easden
I do d[Em]eclare--I was f[D]eeling rather r[C]andy so I had her then and t[G]here
Na na [D]nya na na [D7]na na na[D] na ny[G]a

[CHORUS]

Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya
Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya [G]
Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya
Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya [G]

[VERSE 4]
Well, I've s[G]ung the full tradition with my finger in my e[Em]ar
Cause h[D]alf the stuff I'm singin'-I j[D7]ust can't bear to h[D]ear-it's a load of co[G]bblers
Bar after b[Em]ar--to the r[D]hythm of an ou[C]t of tune Japanese guit[G]ar
Na na [D]nya na na [D7]na na na[D] na ny[G]a

[VERSE 5]

Well, I m[G]et this great guitarist-I asked him for advi[Em]ce
But the m[D]essage that he gave me--wa[D7]sn't very n[D]ice or even c[G]ivil
Stick it wh[Em]ere--and if I d[D]id how could I t[C]une it with it stuck way up th[G]ere
Na na [D]nya na na [D7]na na na[D] na ny[G]a

[CHORUS]

Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya
Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya [G]
Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya
Na na n[Em]a-ya (Tshhhh...) Na na [D]na na na na na-ya [G]