I[G] went to the Doctor, I[C] felt as good as dead.
He gave me a check up and [D]to me he said.
Your [G]body is
You’re [C]in an awful [Am]state.
Then he[A7] asked me which pieces I’d [Am]like to do[G]nate.
My[G] heart is in [Bm]Holland, my [C]lungs are in New[Am] York,
My [A7]liver’s in London, my [D]brain is in
They [C]tell me my [D]kidneys are[C] somewhere in Sidney,
There’s[G] bits of me [Am]working all [D]over
I got a nice letter from China yesterday
To tell me my bladder is workin’ away.
And Ivan the Russian, they
said he’s doing fine.
He’s workin’ in the Kremlin with my intestine.
Now I’ve never travelled outside of Ireland,
I love this old place and I think it is grand.
you wander, though far away or near,
You’re certain to find parts of me waiting there.