Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
Brendan Behan
C | F | G7 | C |
Dublin was his | City, he was | Dublin born and | bred |
| F | Dm |
That's where they Christened him | Brendan | |
| G7 | C |
Behan, with a | green flag 'ore his | head |
| F | G7 | C |
When Ireland counts her | hero's and her | men of letters | too, |
| Am | C | G7 |
Sure I'm | sure that he will ever | be, a | mongst the chosenC few. |
Chorus
| C | F | G7 | C |
For | Dublin was his | City he was | Dublin born and | bred, |
| F | Dm |
That's where they Christened him | Brendan | Behan, |
| G7 | C |
with a | green flag 'ore his | head |
The cold heart of the City, soon became his own
In his second trade his income was made, but he paid the pride alone
So here's a round to Brendan, a russler man and boy
And his will to think in iron ink, and Dublin sham distroy.
The harbour lights is lonely, Henry's Street's gone sour
In in McDaid's his memory fades, but they keep his holy hour
In the Dublin of the living, his name will never die
'Twas the fickle jar eclipsed his star and fools will ask you why
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