F
I'm done with you begrudgers!
    G7
You pushers and you shovers!
    Bb             C
The scurrying, the worrying
    F
I'm goin’€™ to have some fun!


[Instrumental]
F G7 Bb C
F G7 Dm C F


[Verse 1]
           F                  Gm
Well I was born very young, I grew up in me cradle
Bb                                    C
Chances are, that when I die, it will be of something fatal
   F                      G7
So if you see me running, keep up by my side
     Dm            C                 F                 Gm
That hurricane’s a coming, and there ain't no place to hide!
         C                   Gm
Get your own life this one’€™s mine
    Gm                   C
And stuff it, where, the sun don’t shine!


[Chorus]
    F
I'm done with you begrudgers!
    G7
You pushers and you shovers!
    Dm            C
The scurrying, the worrying
    F                  C
I'm goin' to have some fun!
Bb          C
So, give it over, take a break
         Bb           Dm         C             F
Shut yer hole! You're causing my poor heart to ache
                      G7           Bm             C
To all you saints and sinners, you losers and you winners;
                                 Bb  F
Here's to one more day above the roses!


[Verse 2]
         F                 Gm
All that shmoozin' and the boozin', will catch up with you they say
Bb                                  C
At least that's what them old ones, they told me everyday
     F                         G7
So I quit just like they said, stopped everything that’€™s bad
          Dm                   C    F    Gm
’Twas the worst twenty minutes that I’ve ever had!
C            Gm
It's not the cough that carries you off
         Gm            C
It's the coffin, they, carry you off in!


[Chorus]
    F
I'm done with all the snitching!
    G7
The balling and the bitching!
    Dm           C
The striving and conniving
    F               C
I'€™m heading for the pub!
Bb          C
So, give it over, take a break
         Bb           Dm         C             F
Shut yer hole! You're causing my poor heart to ache
                      G7           Bm             C
To all you saints and sinners, you losers and you winners;
                                 Bb  F
Here's to one more day above the roses!


[Verse 3]
     F                   Gm
Work like you don't need money, don't know how much things cost
Bb                                C
Love like you've never been hurt, love like you've never lost
F                   G7
Dance like no one’€™s watching, as often as you can
             Dm                          C    F     Gm
And when you drink, drink like, you're a true-blood Irishman!
C                             Gm
Live every day like it's your last
Gm                C
They're going by, way too fast!


[Chorus]
    F
You langers and you loons!
    G7
You bankers and buffoons!
    Dm         C
The liars, the pariahs
    F                   C
You can keep the bloody lot!
Bb          C
So, give it over, take a break
         Bb           Dm         C             F
Shut yer hole! You're causing my poor heart to ache
                      G7           Bm             C
To all you saints and sinners, you losers and you winners;
                                 Bb  F
Here's to one more day above the roses! (x3)