Intro 
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G A 
D 
G A D 


[Verso 1]

      G                    D 
Young Kenny and Colley and ould Martin Quinn 
G                   A 
Made up together to smuggle the tin 



[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 


[Verso 2]
 
          G                                D 
Well they walked all the day boys till the heels they grew raw 
G                          A 
They hadn't the comfort of lying in the straw 



[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 



[Verso 3]
 
      G                           D 
"I'll yoke her", says Colley "I'm wise to her tricks" 
        G                           A 
But the more that he yoked her, the more the mare kicked 



[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 


[Verso 4]
 
   G                      D 
"I once had a Piebald all covered in spots 
    G                  A 
And many the fiver she won in her trots" 



[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 


[Verso 5]
 
   G                             D 
Up comes an ould sergeant with a laugh and a grin 
      G                         A 
"I'll punch ye in jail boys for smuggling the tin" 


[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 


[Verso 6]

   G                              D 
Up jumps the ould sergeant with a laugh and a smile 
      G                         A 
"I'll punch ye in jail boys for smuggling a while" 



[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 


[Verso 7]
 
     G                            D 
Well up jumps young Colley for to make this excuse 
           G                       A 
"If you'll let us all be sir, it's home we will scoot" 


[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 



[Verso 8]

   G                        D 
We made our way home and we blessed our own faith 
    G                           A 
"To hell with the border, we're in the Free State" 



[Refrão]
 
        D 
With me right toorin-arinan, right toorin-arinan 
      G     A D 
Right toorin-anay 

Outro 
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