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I'll Speak To Gran

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I'll Speak To Gran Lyrics By Derek Warfield [Wolfe Tones] Thanks goes to Patrick Burke for writing out the lyrics.
 

Chorus

[G]Greg the miller and the greasy gripper
And [D]what do ye call this man.
[C]She’s a nipper of a Ringsend Skipper
And [Em]we all call her Gran.


I’ll [G]speak to granny sure she’ll know of [D]times and things gone past
She’d [C]talk to me of days and years and [Em]telescope the past.
She [G]told me of the day she thought she’d [D]never see Home Rule
And that [C]anyone thought otherwise was [D]only bein’ a fool
She [G]taught me all those [Em]simple games and [G]rhymes around the [D]fire
We’d [C]listen to them patiently and [Am]never seem to [D]tire
She’d [G]told me of the [C]day she shook De Va[Em]lera’s hand with [D]pride
And the [C]morning [G]that she [Am]knelt and [C]prayed when [Am]Michael Collins [D]died

 

Chorus


She [G]told me of the day she saw her [D]first big Motor car
As she [C]walked along be Baggot Street she [Em]stood on steps afar
Her [G]Granny stood beside her bade her [D]hastily move away
For [C]fear that she may stumble off or [D]on its path might stray
But the [G]thing that she re[Em]membered and she [G]said with-out re[D]morse
That the [C]carriage moved along the road with [Am]nowhere near a [D]horse.
Now [G]all the history [C]that she told she [Em]used to bring it [D]near
And [C]all the [G]changes [Am]that she’d [C]seen [Am]right down thru the [D]years.

 

Chorus


Her [G]Father was a Skipper and in [D]Ringsend had a boat
And [C]how she dressed up as a boy and [Em]spent three days afloat
She [G]loved a bit of devilment I su[D]ppose all of us do
But you [C]kinda knew the Skipper and sure [D]all the crew they knew
She was [G]married to me [Em]Granda who [G]used to dance and [D]sing
And we’d [C]have the best of hoolies they [Am]were fit now for a [D]King
She [G]raised up seven [C]children a [Em]credit to her [D]clan
And [C]five of [G]them were [Am]girls now [C]and [Am]one of them me [D]Mam

 

Chorus

 

She [G]always loved the garden and I [D]used to help her there
She’d [C]lots of flowers and veggies and we’d [Em]handle them with care
I re[G]member the Laburnum tree she [D]planted in the Spring
When [C]we were young those heafty boughs [D]made for us a swing
And [G]all the chickens [Em]that she had were [G]locked up in their [D]pens
She [C]said I was the Devil when [Am]I let out the [D]hens
And [G]when the war was [C]raging she [Em]had to help some [D]way
Two [C]German [G]boys came [Am]to our [C]house and [Am]many years did [D]stay

 

Chorus (several times, fading at the end)

 

Chorus.

Greg the miller and the greasy gripper
And what do ye call this man.
She’s a nipper of a Ringsend Skipper
And we all call her Gran.

1
I’ll speak to granny sure she’ll know of times and things gone past
She’d  talk to me of days and years and telescope the past.
She told me of the day she thought she’d never see Home Rule
And that anyone thought otherwise was only bein’a fool
She taught me all those simple games and rhymes around the fire
We’d listen to them patiently and never seem to tire
She’d told me of the day she shook De Valera’s hand with pride
And the morning that she knelt and prayed when Michael Collins died

Chorus as above.

2.
She told me of the day she saw her first big Motor car
As she walked along be Baggot Street she stood on stepps afar
Her Granny stood beside her bade her hastily move away
For fear that she may stumble off or on ist path might stray
But the thing that she remembered and she said with-out remorse
That the carriage moved along the road with no where near a horse.
Now all the history that she told she used to bring it near
And all the changes that she’d seen right down thru the years.

Chorus as above.

3
Her Father was a Skipper and in Ringsend had a boat
And how she dressed up as a boy
And spent three days afloat
She loved a bit of devilment I suppose all of us do
But you kinda knew the Skipper
And sure all the crew they knew
She was married to me Granda who used to dance and sing
And we’d have the best of hoolies
they were fit now for a King
She raised up seven children a credit to her clan
And five of them were girls now and one of them me Mam

Chorus as above

4

She always loved the garden and I used to help her there
She’d lots of flowers and veggies and we’d handle them with care
I remember the Laburnum tree she planted in the Spring
When we were young those heafty boughs made for us a swing
And all the chickens that she had were locked up in their pens
She said I was the Devil when I let out the hens
And when the war was raging she had to help some way
Two German boys came to our
house and many years did stay

Chorus as above.

PS- Greasy Gripper is slang word for
Slippery Fellow.
A Nipper is the slang word for Young Child.
De Valera was president of Ireland
Michael Collins fought in the war of independence
Ringsend is an area of Dublin
Baggot Street is a street in Dublin
Laburnum small deciduous tree well liked by gardeners

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