CaliCeltic · Lyrics & Chords · Track 1

A Pub with No Tunes

© Music & Lyrics © Seán Lightholder

Lyrics
We all know the sad tale Of famine and grief Of Ireland’s children That took to the sea To the new world they went For to make a new start While old melodies rattled Around in their hearts They brought with them music That still perseveres Rapturous music Of triumph and tears But far all too often In the world’s Irish pubs While you’re sure to find pints And Etsy signs about spuds I’m here to tell you This message of gloom: There’s nothing so sad As a pub with no tunes A pub with no tunes A pub with no tunes No jigs and no hornpipes No polkas, it’s true We’ll cry for ATLANTA, You’re to blame for this wound, There’s nothing so sad As a pub with no tunes We’ll cry for Atlanta! Your pubs have no tunes! Shamrocks on the street signs And stout on the tap But if you’re looking for Irish Well you won’t find that craíc Uillean pipes or a fiddle Concertina or spoons You won’t find them at all In a pub with no tunes A pub with no tunes A pub with no tunes No jigs and no hornpipes No polkas, it’s true We’ll cry for Dublin, California! You’re to blame for this wound, There’s nothing so sad As a pub with no tunes We’ll cry for Atlanta! For Dublin, California! Your pubs have no tunes! By a lonely prison wall I saw the last bar closing Michael, they aren’t gathering to play Though famous in song It makes grown men cry, But you won’t find a session In old Athenry A pub with no tunes A pub with no tunes No jigs and no hornpipes No polkas, it’s true In a pub with no tunes We’ll cry for Athenry! You’re to blame for this wound, There’s nothing so sad As a pub with no tunes We’ll cry for Atlanta! For Dublin, California! For old Athenry! Your pubs have no tunes! A PUB WITH NO TUNES! Is just a saloon A PUB WITH NO TUNES! Sure can burst your balloon A PUB WITH NO TUNES! Is an Irish cartoon A PUB WITH NO TUNES! Gag me with a spoon! A pub with no tunes A pub with no tunes No jigs and no hornpipes No polkas, it’s true I’m here to tell you You know that it’s true, There’s nothing so sad To make you as mad You won’t play in DADGAD In a pub with no tunes