I figured this song out the other day I believe it is correct. it is an old irish folk song
Em G D
come Irish men both young and old
Em D
with adventure in your soul
Em G D
there are better ways to spend your days
Em D Em
than tiolen down a hole
(chorus)
G D
I was tall and true all of six foot two
Em D Em
till they broke me across the back
Em G D
By a name I'm known it's not my own
Em D Em
they call me crooked jack
(second verse)
Em G D
the blue eyed gangers pet was I
Em D
Big Jack could do no wrong
Em G D
the reason simply was because
Em D Em
I could work hard hours and long
(chorus)
(third verse)
I've seen men old before their time
their faces dark and gray
I never thought that I myself
Would soon be the self same way
(Chorus)
(third verse)
I cursed the day I went away
To work on those Hydro dams
for sweat and tears or hope and fear
bound up a shuddering jams
(chorus)
(final verse)
they say that honest toil is good
for the body and the soul
but I tell you boys it's blood and sweat
that they want you down a hole.
