Patrick Columba Barr by joebarr-1 published on 2012-10-19T16:54:25Z To Uncle Patsy - Still the greatest living Barr - "Hear, Hear"! LYRICS Patrick Columba Barr B Abm7 Eadd9 B I’m Patrick Columba Barr B Abm7 Eadd9 B E F# And I lived and I worked in the sun and the rain Abm E And when the snows came in the winter B F# You’d still find me on the land Abm E Or driving home the cattle B F# While the frost it cracked my hands Abm7 Eadd9 B Well I lived above the town B Abm7 Eadd9 B E F# But there was a time when the town looked down on me Abm E I walked barefoot to the Cooley School B F# Perhaps they took me for a fool Abm E Sometimes I thought I was no good B F# Never prospered and never would Abm7 Eadd9 B But I worked and I toiled and I slaved B Abm7 Eadd9 B E F# And I turned my hand to anything that paid Abm E Yeah I taxied folk and I carried their bags B F# Got by on the smell of an oily rag Abm E I saved myself a coin or four B F# And I worked the farm and I bought some more Abm7 Eadd9 B No gentleman farmer I B Abm7 Eadd9 B E F# There never was a job that I couldn’t do myself Abm E Though I started off with a horse and plough B F# You’ll never catch a sight of them now Abm E Machines can do the work of ten B F# So I got myself a few of them Abm7 Eadd9 B And I can read the weather’s moods B Abm7 Eadd9 B E F# By the colour of the sky and the whisper of the wind through the woods Abm E Watch the birds and the bees and the butterflies B F# The signs are there before your eyes Abm E I can smell the rain from a hundred miles B F# Feel the hail in the clouds way beyond this isle Abm7 Eadd9 B I’m Patrick Columba Barr B Abm7 Eadd9 B E F# But I was always known as Patsy to my friends Abm E Though I don’t go much for the wagging tongue B F# I spent my time just getting things done Abm E What you sow is what you reap B F# So I trust in the Lord my soul to keep Abm7 Eadd9 B (hold to end) I’m Patrick Columba Barr © Joe Barr 2012 Genre Acoustic