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The Broad Black Brimmer Lyrics And Chords The Wolfe Tones. I'm not sure who wrote this song. It was collected by Noel Nagle from The Wolfe Tones around the Inchicore area of Dublin. Like many rebel songs of the time the author wished to remain unknown for fear of intimidation. The video is The Dublin City Ramblers.
 

There's[C] a uniform still hanging in what's[F] known as fathers[C] room
A uniform so simple in it's[G] style
I[C]t has no fancy braid of gold, no[F] hat with feathered [C]plume
Yet[C] me mother has[F] preserved it all the[C] while
One[F] day she made me try it on, a[C] wish of mine for years
In memory of your father Sean she[Am] said
And[C] when i put the sam brown on, she was[F] smiling through her[C] tears
As she placed the broad black[F] brimmer[G] on my [C]head
 
Chorus:
It's[G] just a broad[C] black brimmer with[F] ribbons frayed and[C] torn
From the[C] careless whisk of many a mountain breeze
An[F] old trench[C] coat that's so[F] battle-stained and [C]worn
And breeches almost[F] threadbare[G] at the[C] knees
A [F]sam brown belt with a[C] buckle big and strong
And a holster that's been empty manys a[Am] day
But[C] when men claim Ireland's[F] Freedom 
The one should [C]choose to lead them,
Will wear the broad black brimmer of the[G7] IR[C]A
 
It was the uniform worn by my father years ago
When he reached me mother's homestead on the run
It was the uniform he wore in that little church below
When 'oul father mac, he blessed the pair as one
And after the truce and treaty and the parting of the ways
He wore it when he marched out with the rest
And when they bore his body down on that rugged heather braes
They placed the broad black brimmer on his chest
 
Chorus

Wolfe Tones Song Lyrics

Broad Black Brimmer With Extra Verses.  4/4 Capo on 2nd fret. Extra verses supplied by Marc Fahrbach. key of C Major.

 

Thereīs an [C] uniform thatīs hanging in whatīs [F] known as fatherīs [C] room

An uniform so simple in his [G] style

It [C] has no braid of gold or silk no [F] hat with feathered [C] plume

Yet the mother has [F] preserved it [G] all the [C] while

One [F] day she made me try it on, a [C] wish of mine for years

"In memory of your father, son" she [Am] said

And [C] when I put the Sam Browne on she was [F] smiling with the [C] tears

As she placed the broad black [F] brimmer [G] on my [C] head

 

Chorus

Itīs [G] just a [C] broad black brimmer with [F] ribbons frayed and [C] torn

By the careless whisk of many a mountain [Am] breeze

An [C] old [F] trench [C] coat thatīs [F] battle stained and [C] worn

And breeches almost [F] threadbare [G] at the [C] knees

A [F] Sam Brown belt with [C] buckle big and strong

And a holster thatīs been empty manyīs a [Am] day

When [C] men claim Irelandīs freedom the [F] one they'll choose to [C] lead’em

Will wear the broad black brimmer [F] of the [G]IR[C]A

 

It was the uniform been worn by me father long ago

When he reached me mothers homestead on the run

It was the uniform me father wore in that little church below

When oul Father Mac he blessed the pair as one

And after truce and treaty and the parting of the ways

He wore it when he marched out with the rest

And when they bore his body down that rugged heather braes

They placed the broad black brimmer on his breast

 

Now that was many a day before and manys a fight between

And since that day I've grown from boy to man

And those who want our freedom are still fighting Erin's war

For the trouble is not over in the land

So like my father before me, and his oul' father too

I marched out with lads to join the fray

Pledged to Ireland's freedom and a bold Republic too

In the uniform of the IRA

The Broad Black Brimmer, lyrics and guitar chords

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