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The Ballad Of 90 Eggs

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The Ballad Of 90 Eggs Song Lyrics And Guitar Chords By Seamus Moore. Chords by Angela Koch. I often wonder is Seamus really making these songs up or are they real events, surly the garda wouldn't take 90 eggs from 2 young bucks crossing the border to make a few shillings ? Your guess is as good as mine.

(D) I’d like to meet a policeman
who (G) took me 90 (D) eggs.
He (A) was a good-for-nothing cop,
I (G) think his name was (D) Beggs.
If (G) I could only meet him now
the (A) first thing I would (D) say
He had (A) mother seized a 90 eggs  
if (G) I met him to-(D)-day.

It was there at the side of the border
just (G) four miles out of (D) town.
Me (A) mom kept hens and chickens
to (G) make a few more (D) pounds
and (G) when we needed groceries,
(A) sugar, tae or (D) bread
she’d (A) sent me up to Holiday’s shop
with a (G) basket full of (D) eggs.
Oh, me (G) brother was eleven

and (D) I was only nine
when (A) we were caught red-handed
com-(G)-mitting this great (D) crime.
The po-(G)-liceman took me basket
me (D) poor old heart was breakin’
but I’ve (A) heard it said the police were fed,
would be (G) 90 eggs and (D) bacon.
         D – D – G - D

From our house to the border
it (G) wasn’t very (D) far.
We (A) never thought that we got caught
then (G) we heard a big police (D) car.
The (G) cops sneaked up behind us 
and (A) one of them jumped (D) out.
He (A) said: “What’s in the basket,
you’re (G) smuggling – no (D) doubt”

As I stood there and looked at him
I (G) knew we had no (D) chance
and to (A) tell the truth I was so scared
and (G) must have wet me (D) pants.
He (G) said that smuggling was a crime
and (A) he teach us a (D) lesson
he was (A) going to seize the 90 eggs
and (G) bring them to the (D) station.
Oh, me (G) brother was eleven …
         D – D – G - D

But I’ve long since grown to be a man
but (G) I think about it (D) still
and (A) wonder how those 90 eggs
could (G) made the one stand (D) still.
For (G) our mother trying to feed her kids
the (A) best way she knew (D) how.
These (A) are just some of the questions
I (G) would ask the policeman (D) now.

But the old policeman he’s dead and gone.
For (G) him I shed no (D) tears.
And (A) Cullyhanna barracks    
is (G) closed this thirty (D) years
Some (G) say the border was a curse,
I (A) don’t know if it’s (D) true.
Some (A) mothers say it ended
in (G) nineteen ninty-(D)-two.
Oh, me (G) brother was eleven …
Yes I’ve (A) heard it said the police were fed,
would be (G) 90 eggs and (D) bacon   (D↓)

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