title: I’ve Got Rings On My Fingerskey: Irishharp type: Chromaticgenre: Gskill: AnyW: Weston & BarnesM: Maurice ScottIrish dance hall songKey: GTime: 2/4-5 -5 -5 5 -4 -4 -4Jim O’Shea was cast a-way-1 -4 4 -4 -3 3Up-on an In-dian Isle3 -3 -4 -3 -2* -1 -1 -1The na-tives there they lik’d his hair-1 -3 -4 4 -4 -3They lik’d his I-rish smile-1 -5 -5 -5 5 -4 -4So made him chief Pan-jan-drum-1 -4 4 -4 -3 3The Na-bob of them all3 -2* -3 -3 3 -2* -3They call’d him Ji-ji-boo Jhai3 -2* -3 3 -2* -3And rigg’d him out so gay3 3 -2* -3 3 -2* -3So he wrote to Dub-lin Bay-2* 3 -3 3 -2* 2 -1To his sweet-heart, just to say -1 3 -4 -5 -5 5 -4 -4Sure, I’ve got rings on my fin-gers,-4 -4 -3 3bells on my toes-3-4 -3 -2* -1 2 -1El-e-phants to ride up-on,-1 -3 -4 4 -4 -3my lit-tle I-rish Rose-5 -5 -5 5 -4 -4So come to your Na-bob,-5 -4 -4 -3 3and next Pat-rick’s Day6 -5 -4 -5 -4 -5 -4Be Mis-tress Mum-bo Jum-bo4 -4 -3 3 -3 3Jij-ji-boo J. O-‘Shea Across the sea went Rose MageeTo see her Nabob grandHe sat within his palanquinAnd when she kissed his handHe led her to his haremWhere he had wives galoreShe started shedding a tearSaid he, “Now have no fearI’m keeping these wives hereJust for ornament, my dear” Sure, I’ve got rings on my fingers,bells on my toesElephants to ride upon,my little Irish RoseSo come to your Nabob,and next Patrick’s DayBe Mistress Mumbo JumboJij-ji-boo J. O’Shea In emerald green he robed his queenTo share with him his throne‘Mid eastern charms and waving palmsThey’d shamrocks, Irish grownSent all the way from DublinTo Nabob J. O’SheaBut in his palace so fineShould Rose for Ireland pineWith smiles her face will shineWhen he murmurs, “Sweetheart mine” Sure, I’ve got rings on my fingers,bells on my toesElephants to ride upon,my little Irish RoseSo come to your Nabob,and next Patrick’s DayBe Mistress Mumbo JumboJij-ji-boo J. O’Shea