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Sergeant William Bailey Lyrics And Chords [Wolfe Tones]

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Sergeant William Bailey Lyrics Guitar Chords-Irish Song- Recorded by The Wolfe Tones, Peadar Kearney may have written this song, it's hard to find proof of the writer anywhere, the tune is the same as a Dubliners song called ''Smith Of Bristol'' , it was also recorded by Derek Warfield formally of The Wolfe Tones.

[D]Sergeant William Bailey was a man of high renown,
Tooral [G]looral looral[A] looral [D]loo,
In[D] search of gallant young recruits he used to scour the town,
[G]Tooral looral [A]looral looral[D] loo,
His[A] face was full and swarthy, of medals he had forty,
And ribbons on his chest red white and[D] blue,
It was he that looked the[G] hero as he[D] made the people [G]stare O,
As he [D]stood on Dunphy’s [A]corner tooral [D]loo.

But alas for human greatness every dog he has his day,
Tooral looral looral looral loo,
And Sergeant William Bailey he is getting old and grey,
Tooral looral looral looral loo,
No longer youths are willing to take his dirty shilling,
And things for him are looking mighty blue,
In spite of fife and drumming no more recruits are coming,
For Sergeant William Bailey tooral loo.

Sergeant William Bailey what a wretched sight to see,
Tooral looral looral looral loo,
His back that once was firm and straight is almost bent in three,
Tooral looral looral looral loo,
Some rebel youths with placards have called his army blackguards,
And told the Irish youth just what to do,
He has lost his occupation let’s sing in jubilation,
For Sergeant William Bailey tooral loo.


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