The 2 Johnnies — The Silage Song

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[Intro]

         E
The sons are back from near and far
        A
I’ve one lad back from Mullingar
          B
The neighbours are in to give a hand
    A                                      B
Bridget’s baking scones to bate the band….oh she is yeah

[Verse 1]

E
The AC on the cab was broke
         A
The aul John Deere was blowin smoke
          B
I was bouncin like a kangaroo
           A            B
Only stoppin for a bowl of stew
F#5                     A
Driving 19 hours a day
         F#5                                A
I’ve some pain in my hole from that seat (jays me back)


B                                                                               E
But I don’t care and you don’t care cause we’re all haulin grass
(Here we go)

[Chorus]

E                                   A
Keep your Lanzarote Costa del Sol my ass (Whoo)
       B                              A                 B
I’d rather be in Ireland, flat out haulin grass
E                               A
For half a mile behind me, no one can get passed

B                                                                               E
But I don’t care and you don’t care cause we’re all haulin grass
(Up the jive)

[Verse 2]

E
Cancel hurlin training
A
We won’t be in till it starts rainin
B
Put my dinner in the microwave
A                              B
There’s hay out there I have to save

E                                       A
Sunburnt head to toe it’s like the pit is getting wider
        B                                           A           B
I’m dreamin of that final load and a cold can of cider
F#5
Covering that pit
A
With tyres full of shit (No good)

B                                                                               E
But I don’t care and you don’t care cause we’re all haulin grass
(Grab your partner)

[Chorus]

E                                   A
Keep your Lanzarote Costa del Sol my ass (Whoo)
       B                              A                 B
I’d rather be in Ireland, flat out haulin grass
E                               A
For half a mile behind me, no one can get passed

B                                                                               E
But I don’t care and you don’t care cause we’re all haulin grass
(Here suc suc suc)

[Instrumental]
E       A       B       A       B
E       A       B       E

(I’m goin takin Betty Hally dancin)
(Grab your mothers now)
(Very sad, very sad part now)

[Mid-Section]

E
The tractors after stalin
A
From all the silage we’ve been haulin
B
The contractors gone bust
                A                       B
And he’s my money gone ding-dushed
F#5                                             A
Evelyn Cusack says the rain is on the way (She have lovely legs)
    F#5                                            A
I knew we should have done this thing in May


B                                                                               E
But I don’t care and you don’t care cause we’re all haulin grass
(Here we go)

[Chorus]

E                                   A
Keep your Lanzarote Costa del Sol my ass (Whoo)
       B                              A                 B
I’d rather be in Ireland, flat out haulin grass
E                               A
For half a mile behind me, no one can get passed

B                                                                               E
But I don’t care and you don’t care cause we’re all haulin grass

(Jaysus, aboi Jerry, one of your better ones..
Up farmin and up jiving)		
    

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