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                                          Artist - Harvey Andrews
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                                           Song - Pigeon-Holed 
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                                         Album - The Journey (1997)
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                                           Tabbed By - Ayreon77
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Tuning = Standard



INTRO
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Am  E  Am   D   G

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VERSE 1
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  B7                  Em
I saw him at my local folk club 
         C                   G
With his brand new Martin guitar 
B7                     Em
Pony-tailed hair and a challenging stare 
     A7                      D
That told me he'd like to go far 
   B7                      Em
He hammered out songs in E Minor 
      C                 B7
Broke many a pick and a string 
     E7                  A
Till someone requested a song tried and tested 
     D        A7         D
That everyone else could sing 

And he said 


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CHORUS
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     G
It's too Daniel O'Donnell 
                         C  E
Too Daniel O'Donnell for me 
     Am
If I sing Daniel O'Donnell 
     D             G
I'll lose credibility 

I can sing Garbutt or Bogle 
                        C   E
Or songs of the life at sea 
       Am
But if I sing Daniel O'Donnell 
     D                 G
I'll never get paid my fee 


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VERSE 2
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    B7                   Em
For years he did all the floor spots 
    C                 G
But hardly a penny he made 
       B7                     Em
He was always out looking for that special booking 
     A7                     D
That told him he'd made the grade 
   B7                    Em
He tried the cittern and bodhrán 
        C                  B7
Then he took to the didgeridoo 
          E7                         A
'Till one night playing celtoid, someone, very annoyed, actually said: 
 N.C.
"Please leave our stage, you're through, your celtoid is:


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CHORUS
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G
Too Daniel O'Donnell 
                         C  E
Too Daniel O'Donnell for me 
       Am
If you sing Daniel O'Donnell 
       D             G
You'll lose credibility 

You can sing Garbutt or Bogle 
                        C   E
Or songs of the life at sea 
       Am
But if you sing Daniel O'Donnell 
       D                   G    Am  E  Am   D   G
You'll never get paid your fee 


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VERSE 3
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    B7                  Em
And then just yesterday evening 
     C                  G
At a western night in a bar 
         B7                        Em
With his shiny gelled hair and his new rhinestone glare 
A7                   D
I saw our old folkie star 
   B7                         Em
He flat-picked his songs in G major 
    C                      B7
And introduced each of his band 
         E7                   A
Till someone interested, went up and requested: 
         D   N.C.
"Please, can you sing No Man's Land" 

But he said: 


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CHORUS
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     G
It's too Garbutt or Bogle 
                         C  E
Too Garbutt or Bogle for me 
     Am
If I sing Garbutt or Bogle 
     D             G
I'll lose credibility 

I can sing Daniel O'Donnell
               C   E
Ever so tunefully 
       Am
But if I sing Garbutt or Bogle 
     D                 G
I'll never get paid my fee 
        Am
Yes, if I sing Garbutt or Bogle 
         D                    G
It could just be the death of me