Matty - Christy Moore
Written by Johnny Mulhearn

[Verse 1]

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Matty walked out on a frozen night
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Making for the pub, shoulders hunched up tight
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Head down on the railroad track
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And his old cow Delia sad lowing him back
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He met with a dark and staggering man
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And as he passed him by shouted back at him
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"Hey Matty, can't you see what's become of me
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In this country of the blind!
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The house I have left is dead to me
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To my rhyming and my poetry
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All I've got is the beat of the stagger
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Heading down the Curragh line!"


[Verse 2]

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But Matty passed on as quick as he could
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He couldn't stand such a drunken man sober
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All he wanted was the lights of the bar
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The Nightingale, the Wild Rover
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When he came in they were sighing
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"Look who's back, Did they throw you out of Jack's
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With your spoutin' and your swearin'
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We don't want to hear about Bunker Hayden
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But maybe you'll sing us the Girls of Kinkane"

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 3]
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The Fear an Tí eyed him steadily
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As he handed him a pint of porter
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"You must have seen the bishop's ghost tonight
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To put the dry look back in your eye!"
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But Matty would not be taken in
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By their jibin' and their regalin'
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He found himself a fresh-blown crew
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And fell in with their sportin' and their balin'


[Verse 4]
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As he was going home, on the very same spot
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He met with his dark familiar
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He seen him coming back down the line
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He was bright and strange and fine
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As he passed him by, Matty threw out his arms
           C G 
Trying to grab hold of his likeness
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In the morning all the found was his frozen corpse
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At the butt of the Curragh line
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At the wake they were lashing out the drops of brandy
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The aul-fashioned habit
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In the church they were lashing down pounds and fivers
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So Matty would be fine in the old by and by

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