Bottle Of Buckie

This song comes from the mostly excellent 2007 album Living With The Living. It's my
tab as well, so forgive me if it sucks and move on.

Riff:
e--------------------------| 
B-----3-----3-----3-----3--| 
G---0-----0-----0-----0----| 
D-2-----0------------------| 
A-------------3------------| 
E-------------------3------| 

Play the riff 3 times and then
Variation:
e------------------3--3-| 
B-----3-----3------3--3-| 
G---0-----0--------0--0-| 
D-2-----0----------0--0-| 
A-------------0----2--2-| 
E---------------3--3--3-| 


Em                               C
Nine years down the road and I remember it still,

G                             Em
Standing on the corner back in Govanhill -

Em                        C
Nine days out from home, feeling no pain,

G                              Em
The northern city sun breaking through the rain;

Em                          C      G
That warmthless sun barely shinin' on

[Riff]x4 and then the [Variation]
Me and yooooouuuu and a bottle of Buckie
Me and you-hooooo and a bottle of Buckie

Em                                C
Nine years come and gone since I left you at home

          G                            Em
And this restless soul of mine has me startin' to roam,

Em                                 C
But the first time I stood by the banks of the Clyde,

       G                            Em
I was so glad to have you standing back by my side.

Em                        C     G
So proud of what we were doing, oh

[Riff]x8 and then the [Variation]
Me and yooooouuuu and a bottle of Buckie
Me and you-hooooo and a bottle of Buckie
Me and yououooooo and a bottle of Buckie
Me and you-hooooo and a bottle of Buckie

       C                        G
Well I knew by the dew in your starry eyes,

           Em                              C
It was the day we both had studied for for all of our lives,

         C                       G
Whether bold missionaries, or a Children's Crusade,

Em                         C
No fear, pioneers, we were on our way,

           C                            G
And there never were nothin' that could get in our way (oh!)

Tin whistle solo at 1:32
   Em                            C
e--0-00-0-00-3-2-0-------------------------| 
B------------------3-0-0-00-0-00-----------| 
G--------------------------------2-0-------| 
D------------------------------------2-0-2-| 
A------------------------------------------| 
E------------------------------------------| 

   G               Em                          C
e--0-2-3-5-3-2-0---0-2-0-------7-5-3-2-3-2-0---0-2-0---0-| 
B----------------3-------3-0-----------------3-------3---| 
G--------------------------------------------------------| 
D--------------------------------------------------------| 
A--------------------------------------------------------| 
E--------------------------------------------------------| 

    Em                   G
e---7-5-3-2-3-2-0-----| 
B-----------------3-0-| 
G---------------------| 
D---------------------| 
A---------------------| 
E---------------------| 

         Em                                  C
Then the Neds with their knuckles and their Burberry scarves,

            G                          Em
They said, "How'd you Jersey boys ever make it this far?"

         Em                           C
But you jumped in between and said, "Listen, my son:"

        G                                          Em! Em!
Said, "You don't know nothin' about-a where we're from,

Em                             c        G
You don't know nothin' about-a why it's now


[Riff]x8
Me and yooooouuuu and a bottle of Buckie
Me and you-hooooo and a bottle of Buckie
Me and yououooooo and a bottle of Buckie
Me and you-hooooo and a bottle of Buckie (Hey!)

Now play the Riff some more, but this time start strumming them, as in:
  A7sus4  G-ish   Cadd9   G
e-3-------3-------3-------3------| 
B-3-------3-------3-------3------| 
G-0-------0-------0-------0------| 
D-2-------0-------2-------0------| 
A-----------------3-------2------| 
E-------------------------3------| 

Of course the chords aren't exact, but that's what I play and it sounds fine. Do it over the 
last verse:

Three times I've been back in my wandering ways.
Last time it was July, during Marching Days,
When someone said to run from that bitter parade,
But I knew what you would do and I decided to stay;
And I knew no one ever got the better of (the) me and yoooouuuuu

End with 4x[Riff] and 1x[Variation]


Enjoy it. I do.