Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
Broad Majestic Shannon
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The last time I saw you was | down at the | Greeks |
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There was whiskey on Sunday and | tears on our | cheeks |
| G |
You sang me a song as pure as the | breeze |
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On the | road to | Glena | veigh |
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I | sat for a while at the | cross at | Finnoe |
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Where young lovers would meet when the | flowers were in | bloom |
| G |
Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shin | rone |
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Their | hearts in Tippe | rary wher | ever they | go |
D | G | A |
Take my hand, and dry your | tears | babe |
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Take my | hand, forget your | fears | babe |
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There's no | pain, there's no more | sorr | ow |
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They're all | gone, gone in the | years | babe |
I sat for a while by the gap in the wall
Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called
And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall
And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks
There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl
About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
So I walked as day was dawning
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
Where we once watched the row boats
landing By the broad majestic Shannon
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