FGCG7
[Verse]
CF
Set 'em up, drink 'em down
CG
And pass the cup around
CAmFG
It's the last we will share for quite some time
EmC
I've shaved my hair, wear a dress,
DmAm
I've left my bonny wife
FCG7C
I've got Krisna riding shotgun on the stagecoach of my life
[Chorus]
G
My sweet lord - Rama Rama,
FC
Got my ticket to nirvana,
GC
It's a commune just left of County Cork!
G
Share a pint with me lord Shiva,
FAm
As we read the Bhagavad Gita.
FC
I've got Krisna riding shotgun
G7
On the stagecoach of my life.
CFCG7
Of my life.
[Verse]
CFCG
Well, I used to be a cattle prod for Jesus
CAmFG
And L. Ron Hubbard took me in some too.
EmC
I was a moonie, loved Charles Manson,
DmAm
But they are not as handsome,
FGC
As the godhead whose skin is shining blue.
[Chorus]
G
My sweet lord - Rama Rama,
FC
Got my ticket to nirvana,
GC
It's a commune just left of County Cork!
G
Share a pint with me lord Shiva,
FAm
As we read the Bhagavad Gita.
FC
I've got Krisna riding shotgun
G7
On the stagecoach of my life.
CFCG7
Of my life.
[Verse]
CF
Hari, hari, ha, hooray!
CG
I chanted every day,
CAmFG
With my virtue tucked proudly in my lap.
EmCDmAm
And I pray all night to Krisna, cause he's a damn good listener,
FGC
And he never, ever, ever answers back.
[Chorus]
G
My sweet lord - Rama Rama,
FC
Got my ticket to nirvana,
GC
It's a commune just left of County Cork!
G
Share a pint with me lord Shiva,
FAm
As we read the Bhagavad Gita.
FC
I've got Krisna riding shotgun
G7
On the stagecoach of my life.
CFCG7
Of my life.
[Verse]
CAmFAm
And when Irish eyes are trying to make the pommies pay...
FC
We'll get Krisna and his shotgun
G7
To join the IRA, the IRA, the IRA
C
Hari, ha, hooray