'Til The Bottle Strikes Me Dead

[Intro] Am  E  G
        Am  E  Am

[First Part]

     Am
I've travelled around many places
      F                         C
These eyes have seen stories to tell
  Dm                        Am
I sang with the best, and I drank 
with the rest
           Dm                 E
I've known heaven, l've known hell

          Am
There are enemies I choose to 
remember
    F                     C
And friends I'd rather forget
           Dm                
I've known Rebels, I've known 
 Am
Sinners
         Dm       E        Am     G
Felt the joy, and sigh for regret

[Chorus]

            C      F        C
But I'm not over, 'till its over
     C            C      B Am
And not 'till the ferryman sings
        F                   C
There's time for a few more verses
       Dm              G
About captains and the kings
Continues after the ad
    C        F             C
So pour me a fine last of crapper
     C            C     B  Am
Each drop puts my body to rest
            F               C
But I'm not over, 'till its over
         F      G          C    G
And this bottle strikes me dead

[Second Part]

Am
So I bid farewell to Old Derry
    F                         C
The land of the brave and the free
  Dm                         Am
I wish I could fight hundred years 
by your side
        Dm                     E
But the Fiddler is waiting for me
  Am
A toast for the hearts that I've 
wasted
    F                           C
And those who stayed pierced on me
    Dm                        Am
My smile will remain with the girls 
and the waves
           Dm       E        Am   G
For that's why that Im still here

[Chorus]

            C      F        C
But I'm not over, 'till its over
     C            C      B Am
And not 'till the ferryman sings
        F                   C
There's time for a few more verses
       Dm              G
About captains and the kings
    C        F             C
So pour me a fine last of crapper
     C            C     B  Am
Each drop puts my body to rest
            F               C
But I'm not over, 'till its over
         F      G          C    G
And this bottle strikes me dead

[Chorus]

            C      F        C
But I'm not over, 'till its over
     C            C      B Am
And not 'till the ferryman sings
        F                   C
There's time for a few more verses
       Dm              G
About captains and the kings
    C        F             C
So pour me a fine last of crapper
     C            C     B  Am
Each drop puts my body to rest
            F               C
But I'm not over, 'till its over
         F      G          C    G
And this bottle strikes me dead