{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":1023655,"song":"The Tinkermans Daughter","artist":"Mickey MacConnell","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11225894-the-tinkermans-daughter-chords-by-mickey-macconnell/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/1023655?type=chord","rating":0.12471,"votes":0,"content":"These are the correct lyrics, as sung by Mickey himself on Live at John B Keane's.\r\n\r\nIntro\r\n[ch]C[/ch]    [ch]C[/ch]    [ch]F[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n[ch]Em[/ch]   [ch]Am[/ch]   [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n\r\n[tab]        [ch]C[/ch]                         [ch]F[/ch]            [ch]G[/ch] \r\nAll the wee birds were lining the bleak autumn branches[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]       [ch]D[/ch]\r\nPreparing to fly to a far sunny shore[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]C[/ch]                      [ch]F[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]\r\nWhen the tinkers made camp at a bend in the river[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]            [ch]D[/ch]      [ch]G[/ch]\r\nComing back from the horse fair in Ballinasloe [/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]        [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]Bb[/ch]       [ch]F[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]\r\nNow the harvest being over the farmer came walking[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]Bb[/ch]         [ch]F[/ch]            [ch]D[/ch]\r\nAll along the Faele River that bordered his land[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]D[/ch]             [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]\r\nAnd 'twas there he first saw her twixt firelight and water[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]\r\nThe tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann. [/tab]\r\n\r\n[ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n\r\nNext morning he rose from a night without resting\r\nWent straight to her father and made his case known\r\nIn a pub in Listowel they worked out the bargain\r\nFor the tinker a pony, for the daughter a home\r\n\r\nWhere the trees peg their shadows along the Faele River\r\nThe tinker and the farmer inspected the land\r\nAnd a white gelding pony was the price they agreed on\r\nFor the tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann.\r\n\r\n[ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n\r\nThe wedding soon over the tinkers departed\r\nThey were eager to travel on south down the road\r\nBut the crunch of the iron-shod wheels on the gravel\r\nWas as bitter to her as the way she'd been sold\r\n\r\nYet she tried hard to please him she did all his bidding\r\nShe slept in his bed and she worked on his land\r\nBut the walls of that cabin pressed tighter and tighter\r\nOn the tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann.\r\n\r\n[ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n\r\nAs white as the hands of the priest or the hangman\r\nThe snow spread it's blanket the next Christmas round\r\nWhen the tinkerman's daughter slipped out from the bedside\r\nTurned her back on the land and her face to the town\r\n\r\nIt was said someone saw her at dusk that same evening\r\nShe was making her way out o'er Lyreacrompane\r\nAnd that was the last time the settled folk saw her\r\nThe tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann.\r\n\r\n[ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\n\r\nWhere the north Kerry hills cut the Faele near Listowel\r\nIn a farm on its banks lives a bitter old man\r\nAnd he swears by the shotgun he keeps at his bedside\r\nThat he'll kill any tinker who camps on his land\r\n\r\nYet whenever he hears iron-shod wheels crunch on gravel\r\nOr a horse in the shafts of a bright caravan\r\nThen his day's work's tormented, his night's sleep's demented\r\n[tab]       [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]          [ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]\r\nBy the tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nThat is the key that Mickey sings it in, but you might find the chords a bit \r\neasier taking it up 2 semi-tones and doing it in D, as follows:\r\n[ch]D[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]\r\n[ch]A[/ch]    [ch]Bm[/ch]   [ch]E[/ch]    [ch]E[/ch]\r\n[ch]D[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]\r\n[ch]A[/ch]    [ch]Bm[/ch]   [ch]E[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]\r\n[ch]A[/ch]    [ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]\r\n[ch]A[/ch]    [ch]C[/ch]    [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]E[/ch]\r\n[ch]A[/ch]    [ch]E[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]    [ch]E[/ch]\r\n[ch]D[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]    [ch]E[/ch]    [ch]A[/ch]","plain_text":"These are the correct lyrics, as sung by Mickey himself on Live at John B Keane's.\n\nIntro\nC    C    F    G\nEm   Am   D    G\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nC    G    D    G\n\nNext morning he rose from a night without resting\nWent straight to her father and made his case known\nIn a pub in Listowel they worked out the bargain\nFor the tinker a pony, for the daughter a home\n\nWhere the trees peg their shadows along the Faele River\nThe tinker and the farmer inspected the land\nAnd a white gelding pony was the price they agreed on\nFor the tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann.\n\nC    G    D    G\n\nThe wedding soon over the tinkers departed\nThey were eager to travel on south down the road\nBut the crunch of the iron-shod wheels on the gravel\nWas as bitter to her as the way she'd been sold\n\nYet she tried hard to please him she did all his bidding\nShe slept in his bed and she worked on his land\nBut the walls of that cabin pressed tighter and tighter\nOn the tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann.\n\nC    G    D    G\n\nAs white as the hands of the priest or the hangman\nThe snow spread it's blanket the next Christmas round\nWhen the tinkerman's daughter slipped out from the bedside\nTurned her back on the land and her face to the town\n\nIt was said someone saw her at dusk that same evening\nShe was making her way out o'er Lyreacrompane\nAnd that was the last time the settled folk saw her\nThe tinkerman's daughter, the red-headed Ann.\n\nC    G    D    G\n\nWhere the north Kerry hills cut the Faele near Listowel\nIn a farm on its banks lives a bitter old man\nAnd he swears by the shotgun he keeps at his bedside\nThat he'll kill any tinker who camps on his land\n\nYet whenever he hears iron-shod wheels crunch on gravel\nOr a horse in the shafts of a bright caravan\nThen his day's work's tormented, his night's sleep's demented\n\n\n\nThat is the key that Mickey sings it in, but you might find the chords a bit \neasier taking it up 2 semi-tones and doing it in D, as follows:\nD    D    G    A\nA    Bm   E    E\nD    D    G    A\nA    Bm   E    A\nA    C    G    A\nA    C    G    E\nA    E    A    E\nD    A    E    A","chords":["B","C","F","G","Em","Am","D","Bb","A","Bm","E"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"Bm":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,3,4,2,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,3,2]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"E":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,1,0,0]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}