ARTHUR MCBRIDE

LEVEL 4Bb · 136 BPM · Irish Folksong

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Print the sheet for the piano stand, or load the MIDI into any app and practise at your own tempo.

HOW TO PLAY

1Put your right thumb on middle C. Most beginner songs stay under five fingers — you never move your hand.
2Set the speed down and turn CLICK on. Press each key exactly when the note reaches the line.
3Loop the bar that keeps breaking until it feels easy, then add the left hand and take the speed back up.

LYRICS

I had a first cous in called (Bb)Ar thur Mc (F)Bride.

He and (Bb)I took a (F)stroll down shall (Bb)by the sea (C)side, a (F)seek ing good (Dm)for tune and (Bb)what might be (F)tide, ’twas just as the (Am)day was a (Bb)dawn

(C)ing.

Then (F)af been ter rest ing we (Bb)both took a (F)tramp, we (Bb)met Ser geant (F)Har per and (Bb)Cor po ral (C)Cramp, be you’d (F)sides the wee (Dm)drum mer who (Bb)beat up for (F)camp, with his row dy dow (C)dow in the (F)morn

ing.

He says, “My young fel lows if (Bb)you will en (F)list, a and (Bb)guin ea you (F)quick ly shall (Bb)have in your (C)fist.

Be (F)sides ing a (Dm)crown for to (Bb)kick up the (F)dust, and drink the king’s (Am)health in the (Bb)morn

(C)ing.” Had (F)we been such fools as to (Bb)take the ad (F)vance, the (Bb)wee bit ter (F)morn ing we (Bb)had run to (C)chance, for you’d (F)think it no (Dm)scru ple to (Bb)send us to (F)France, where his we would be (C)killed in the (F)morn