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Grandson Of An Irishman
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The Grandson of An Irishman 3/22/2015
Em D
I'm the grandson of an Irishman
Am C
He of County Claire
Em D
And the grandson of an Irish lass
C Em
From the Emerald Isle oh so fair
G D
Me grandmother was a singer
Am C
She sailed alone to far New York
Em D
Brave journey for a colleen so young
C Em
So far from County Cork
Chorus G D Em C D
Saint Patty's Day
Everyone's an Irishman
Sing rebel songs and drink their whiskey neat
Leprechauns. Green beer and phony brogues
Becoming Irish is fait complete
G D Em
How I wish it were that simple
G D Em
Though I really do not mind
G Am
Though I grew up with the Irishmen
C Em
Still their essence I could not find
Break
In the summer of 1911
James sailed to Boston Bay
Forever free of the Black and Tans
To me that's all he'd ever say
1918 Boston Police Strike
He lost his job and all he had
Became a railroad dick in Manhattan New York
Still likely Irish lad
Chorus/ break
In New York James met his Bridie
A cold water flat they made their home
They raised up two fine Irish lads
No better life to them was known
And the Army took my father
There he met his prairie bride
I was born the first of 5 children
And they raised us all with loving pride
Chorus plus
Though I grew up with the Irishmen
Still their essence I could not find
Cannot find
Copyright 2015 Michael J McNulty
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I'd Rather Be Normal Instead 3/20/2017
G Am G Capo 4
I'm up and I'm down
I bounce all around
Nothing good lasts too long
I'm to and I'm fro
A bit crazy you know
Can't seem to find out just what's wrong
I'll break out in song
Then the feeling is gone
Snatched away by some aberrant thought
For hours on end
I go off the deep end
Creating more problems than not
Chorus C G D Em C G D G
Some say get a grip
Take a pharmacy trip
Get control of your head
Though I do really care
I'm pulling out all my hair
I'd rather be normal instead
My mind is made up
I'm shit out of luck
I think that I'm losing my mind
And I'd just like to say
That I'll soon be OK
I'm crazy but sure I'm not blind
I wallow in guilt
Behind walls that I've built
Where no one can see me at play
I punish myself
Put my life on the shelf
Just another long Bi Polar day
Chorus
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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3. |
Home To Montana
03:22
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Home To Montana 3/22/2017
D G A D
I think I'll buy me a pickup
And a cow herding dog
Get me a guitar
Move away from the smog
Some shit kicking boots
And some shit to step in
Lost my place in the big rat race
There's just no way to win
Chorus G D A Bm G D A D
I'm going home to Montana
Where the living is best
Gonna buy me a place
In the heart of the West
Got my crusty old friends
And a woman who really shines
The last best place
Is the first last place
I'm never gonna find
I'll get me a horse
The damn things make me sneeze
And live upwind
In that warm Chinook breeze
And I'll wear a bandana
Just like that song saysDrink local beer, pee of my porch
Buy my fireworks on the rez
Chorus
I'll need me a rifle
Shotgun, pistol too
Muzzleloader, compound bow
Any fishing pole will do
Maybe an old camper
A car topper boat
Cause I quit my chew, need something to do
Any proof that hope still floats
Chorus 2x
2x The last best place
Is the first last place
I'm never gonna find
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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4. |
Strokes of the Brush
05:07
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Strokes of the Brush 2/6/2017
G Bm C
Getting older
But no wiser
Killing time is killing me
Neither living
Nor Budweiser
Has much effect on changing me
Chorus Em Am C G
Still I'm feeling
So damned alone
Same as when I was young
And the only place
That I feel at home
I s the place
Where my hat is hung
Harmonica Break G
Got a pretty wife
Two grown up kids
A grand daughter coming up
And the knowing that I'm loved
You'd think for me
Would be enough
Chorus/Harmonica break
I've always known
Since I was small
That I think way too much
Can't see the beauty
Of the painting
For the strokes of the brush
Chorus
Getting older
But not wiser
Killing time is killing me
And the knowing that I'm loved
Yes you'd think
Would set me free
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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5. |
My Songs
02:31
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My Songs 3/19/2017
Em A
All I ever wanted to do
Was write and play my songs
Other things have come and gone
Never did last too long
There's a need deep
Inside of me
To play my homemade tunes
To communicate with a world apart
Alone in a crowded room
Chorus Em A
My thoughts
My mind
No one else tells me what to say
My words
My rhyme
Only melodies hold sway
Some kinds of people like myself
Find life a daily trial
We sometimes can't get in step
With a world onsessed with style
Don't give a damn
What others say
Yet in secret we still care
We hide away our deepest fears
While songs lay pur souls bare
Chorus
So when you hear a brand new song
Take time and lend an ear
It probably comes from some faceless soul
Never to appear
Take a chance
Engage your mind
Experience the vibe
It's only when you listen well
We truly feel alive
Chorus 2x
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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No One's As Perfect As Me 03/04/2017
D G
I'm always searching for that special one
A D
To meet me, complete me and hurt me none
D G
Every time that I think that my searching is done
D A D
I find that it's just not to be
Chorus G D G D G D D A D
I've searched high and low
And searched far and wide
Searched coast to coast
And searched the world wide
Still I've nothing to show
And no blushing bride
Cause no one's as perfect as me
We all have our match or so they say
One who journeys through life in much the same way
A lover who's sexy and a friend who will stay
Just someone who's my cup of tea
Chorus
I've courted beauties of great intellect
Sought out the one's others seem to neglect
Friends point out spinsters for me to inspect
Finding fault where others can't see
Chorus
She must be pretty and possessed of a brain
Be good in bed and act mostly sane
Embrace all my vanities and take all the blame
And want to be perfect for me
Chorus
There's just no one as perfect as me
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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Getting Old Ain't For Pussies
Chorus
Getting old ain't for pussies
Life can be so hard
The longer you last
The older you are
There's no way to win
But you can still be a star
Drink life to the fullest
And belly up to the bar
Some just give up living
Nothing left round the bend
They act sad and helpless
As though life's through with them
They bitch and they moan
To all kith and kin
Youth's wasted on the young
Start living again
Take life as it comes
What choice have you got
Reach out your hand
And grab you a spot
Greet every day
Get your ass out of bed
Once more to the breach
You can sleep when you're dead
Being happy and free
Is just state of mind
Open your heart
Seek and ye shall find
Life should be savored
And lived till the end
Grab life by the bullocks
Sing Carpe Diem
Chorus
Getting old ain't for pussies
Life can be so hard
The longer you last
The older you are
But you're still in the game
Always playing to win
Grab life by the bullocks
Sing Carpe Diem
Grab life by the bullocks
Sing Carpe Diem
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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8. |
Montana Spring
03:22
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Montana Spring 3/19/2017
Bm
Oh how I yearn for you
C D
Like a lover long lost
Bm
The warmth of your touch
C D
The retreat of the frost
C
The caress of your breeze
Em
Makes my heart sing
C
Oh how I love you
D
Montana Spring
Days grow longer
Life stirs anew
The frost loses sway
And yields to the dew
The feeling of youth
Despite all our years
Gives hope to us all
And calm to our fears
Chorus G B7 C G
Montana Spring
You enliven my soul
With the unbridled wonder
Of a newly born foal
Montana Spring
If you only could know
My blood runs hot for you
In the late winter snow
New life is born
And old life renews
There's so much to see
And so much to do
I welcome the sundayThe days growing long
I bask in your warmth
As I write you this song
Chorus G B7 C G
Montana Spring
You enliven my soul
With the unbridled wonder
Of a newly born foal
Montana Spring
If you only could know
My blood runs hot for you
In the late winter snow
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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My Daughter's Wedding Song 3/9/2017
My daughter's all grown up D A
It's time to let her go Bm G
A woman in all her glory D A
With wants and needs I know Bm A
It's every father's duty D A
To step aside for the man she chose G D
To leave behind my baby girl Bm Em
Is the hardest thing I've ever known G A
Chorus
So hush G
Your Daddy's here A D
To hold your hand and calm your fear G A Bm
And I'll walk you down the aisle G A D
On your wedding day G A Bm
On your wedding day G A D
I wish you all the joy D A
That true love can only bring Bm G
And I give you to this man you love D A
Who has given you his ring Bm A
May you both be blessed D A
In this sacred bond G D
Start your life together Bm Em
As I sing your wedding song G AChorus
Chorus 2x
So hush G
Your Daddy's here A D
To hold your hand and calm your fear G A Bm
And I'll walk you down the aisle G A D
On your wedding day G A Bm
On your wedding day G A D
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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10. |
Highwood To Helena
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From Highwood to Helena 3/4/2017
G D F C Capo 3 (Bb)
She came to me in Montana
From her home so far away
G Bm F C
She gambled everything she had
She knew she'd come to stay
G Bm C G
A city girl fromm far far east
Much farther than you know
G Bm C G
Never seen the antelope run
Nor felt the Chinook blow
Chorus
Em D C G
From Highwood to Helena
I see you in my mind
Em Bm C G
Your voice is in the wind
Just searching for a rhyme
G D F C
Been an unsung lonely run
For this old songwriting man
G D Em C
I'll write youa love songwriting
Be your one man band
True love she knew so little of
But she made me understand
I only hope I can be good enough
To be her only man
She came to me in Montana
From her home so far away
She gambled everything she had
And I knew she'd come to stay
Chorus
Em D C G
From Highwood to Helena
I see you in my mind
Em Bm C G
Your voice is in the wind
Just searching for a rhyme
G D F C
Been an unsung lonely run
For this old songwriting man
G D Em C
I'll write you a love songwriting
Be your one man band
G D Em C
I'll write you a love songwriting
Be your one man band
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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Not Enough Time Not Enough Smoke 02/24/17
Am G
There's not enough time
Not enough smoke
Tell your troubles goodbye
With just one tok
It's living that's hard
It's time you awoke
Cause there's not enough time
And not enough smoke
Break
Love was so hard
It made you choke
Just playing your card
Kept dodging the rope
Couldn't see no future
Couldn't feel no hope
Not enough time
Not enough smoke
Chorus C G Am C G Am C G Am F G Am
You think your life's been so damn tough
And still you've got nothing left to say
Cause when the seas get too rough
You always come about and sail away
And now you've had a chance to shine
Thought perhaps you just might stay
But for you there'll never be enough time
For all the smoke to just blow away
And turnabout is just fair play
There's not enough highs
And too many lows
Not enough whys
With nothing to show
Never lived your dreams
You say they're all broke
Just not enough time
Not enough smoke
Chorus
Break
Not enough time
Not enough smoke
Not enough time
Not enough smoke
Copyright 2017 Michael J McNulty
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12. |
The River
03:02
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13. |
These Smokey Old Walls
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Michael McNulty Montana
Montana Singer/Songwriter
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