Tonart: E major•
Verse 1
E
A
Come all you loyal heroes
A
E
And don't tire with any master
B
A
C#m
till you know what your work will be
A
E
For you must rise up early
A
from the clear daylight of dawn
B
E
A
And I know that you'll never be able
E
to plough the rocks above
A
And it's a rise up lovely Sweeney,
E
and give your horse some hay.
A
E
And give him a good feed of oats
C#m
A
E
Don't feed them on soft turnips,
B
A
B
Put them out on your green lawn,
E
B
A
And I know that you'll never be able
B
A
E
To plough the rocks above.
A
My curse attend you, sweeney,
B
E
for you have me nearly robbed.
A
E
As sitting by the fireside,
A
C#m
with your Jew gene in your gob.
A
E
As sitting by the fireside,
A
C#m
from the clear daylight of dawn.
B
E
A
And I know that you'll never be able
B
A
E
to plow the rucksaband.
A
My shoes, they are well worn out.
E
My stockings, they are thin.
A
E
And my heart is always trembling
A
For fear that they'll let in
C#m
A
My heart is always trembling
E
B
A
B
From the clear daylight of dawn
E
A
Afraid I'll never be able
B
A
E
To plough the rocks abond
A
I wish the Queen of England
E
would write to me in time,
A
E
and place me in some regiment,
C#m
A
C#m
all in my oath and pride.
A
E
I'd fight for Ireland's glory
A
C#m
from the clear daylight of dawn,
B
E
A
And they never would return again
E
A
B
E
To blow the rucksabar
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