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             Grace                    Frank and Sean O'Meara.

 


            G                      /                    C                          D

As we gather in the chapel here in old Kilmainham Jail

      C                     G                             Am                           D

I think about the last few weeks: Oh will they say we’ve failed

                  G                                     /                            C               D

From our school days they have told us we must yearn for liberty

      C                  G              Em             D                             G

Yet all I want in this dark place is to have you here with me.

                                 

                                           Chorus:  

 

        D                             /                            C                         G

Oh Grace just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger

            C                      G                      D

They take me out at dawn and I will die

         D                       /                          C                      G

With all my love I place this wedding ring upon your finger

              C                       G              Em       D                           G

There won’t be time to share our love for we must say goodbye

 

 

            G                            /                          C               D

Now I know it’s hard for you, my love, to ever understand

         C                     G                                Am                           D   

The love I bear for these brave men, my love for this dear land

                      G                          /                   C                       D

But when Padraic called me to his side down in the G.P.O.

  C                          G           Em         D                 G

I had to leave my own sick bed, to him I had to go

 

 

                                               Chorus:  

 

        D                              /                          C                           G

Oh Grace just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger

            C                      G                      D

They take me out at dawn and I will die

         D                       /                           C                      G

With all my love I place this wedding ring upon your finger

              C                       G              Em       D                         G

There won’t be time to share our love for we must say goodbye

 

                                    

          G                       /                      C                            D

Now as the dawn is breaking, my heart is breaking too

        C                        G                       Am                       D   

On this May morn as I walk out my thoughts will be of you

                G                           /                           C                      D

And I’ll write some words upon the walls so everyone will know.

  C                             G          Em          D                      G

I loved so much that I could see his blood upon the rose

 

 

                                             

                                              Chorus x 2

 

 

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               DUBLIN IN THE RARE OULD TIMES

 G                                     C     G

      Raised on songs and stories

Em                       C
       Heroes of renown

               G                          C   G
      The passing tales and glories

                 /              D
      That once was Dublin Town

      G                                           C    G
      The hallowed halls and houses

Em                                            C
      The haunting children's rhymes

                 G                            C
       That once was part of Dublin 

                   D              G
        In the rare ould times.

 


          Chorus:

 

G                             C   G
        Ring a Ring a Rosey

Em                          C
       As the light declines

          G                      C 
I'll remember Dublin City

           D              G
In the rare ould Times.

 


               G                      C    G
      My name it is Sean Dempsey

Em                                C
      As Dublin as could be

          G                         C   G
      Born hard & late in Pimlico

                /                               D
      In a house that ceased to be

              G                 C    G
      My trade I was a cooper

               Em                  C
       Lost out to redundancy

                        G                          C    G
        Like my house that fell to progress

                D                 G
       My trades a memory

I courted Peggy Digman


As pretty as you please.


A rouge and a child of Mary


from the rebel liberties


I lost her to a student chap


With skin as back as coal


When he took her off to Birmingham


She took away my soul.
 

Chorus:

 

         G                              C   G

The years have made me bitter

      Em                                  C
           The gargle dims me brain

              G                       C   G
Cause Dublin keeps on changing

             /                             D
and Nothing seems the same.

         G                    C           G
The Pillar and the Met have gone

        Em                                  C
The Royal long since pulled down

             G                     C  
As the grey unyielding concrete

                D               G
Makes a city of my Town.

 

Chorus:


Fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey


I can no longer stay


And watch me new glass cages that


Spring up along me Ouay


My mind's too full of memories


Too old to hear new chimes


l'm a part of what was Dublin


In the rare ould times

 

I

             THE BLACK VELVET BAND                          3  BEATS  D  D U  D

 

         G               /                   /      /          /                   /                     D     /

In a neat little town they call Belfast, apprenticed to trade I was bound

     G                    /                   Em      /         C                 D                G    /

And many's the hour of sweet happiness, I spent in that neat little town

      G           /                     /      /                   /                    /                     D    /

Till sad misfortune came over me, which caused me to stray from the land

      G                        /               Em     /       C                    D                  G     /

Far away from me friends and relations, betrayed by the black velvet band

 

             G               /                /      /          /                         /                     D     /

     Her eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the land

              G                      /            Em    /            C             D                   G       /

     And her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up with a black velvet band

 

 

  G           /                     /                /                  /                /               D     /

I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid, and a gentleman passing us by

   G                /                Em          /                 C              D                    G    /

I knew she meant the undoing of me, by the look in her roguish black eye

     G                       /                   /      /                    /                    /              D     /

A gold watch she took from his pocket, and she placed it right into me hand

              G             /               Em          /             C               D                   G       /

And the very first thing that I thought was, bad luck to the black velvet band

                      

             G               /                /      /          /                         /                     D     /

     Her eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the land

              G                      /            Em    /            C             D                   G       /

     And her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up with a black velvet band

 

   

          G           /                     /      /                  /         /               D     /

Now before a judge and a jury,        next morning I had to appear

            G              /        Em                /               C             D       G    /

Oh the judge he said to me "Young man, your case is proven clear

         G                        /                   /      /                    /              /                   D     /

We'll give you seven years' penal servitude, to be spent far away from the land.

                 G             /               Em          /             C               D                   G       / 

Far away from your friends and relations, betrayed by the black velvet band

 

                      

             G               /                /      /          /                         /                     D     /

     Her eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the land

              G                      /            Em    /            C             D                   G       /

     And her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up with a black velvet band

 

 

 

               G          /                /      /                  /         /           D     /

So come all ye jolly young fellows, and a warning take by me

                G            /               Em           /           C                  D           G       /

For when you are out on the town me lads, beware of them pretty colleens

                 G             /                  /                  /                /              /             D     /

For they'll feed you with strong ale "More Yeah", until you are unable to stand

                G             /                    Em          /                      C             D                    G       /  

And the very next thing that you know me lads, is you've landed in Van Diemen's Land

 

                      

             G               /                /      /          /                         /                     D     /

     Her eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the land

              G                      /            Em    /            C             D                   G       /

     And her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up with a black velvet band

 

 

Eugene quinn    www.guitarlessonsdublin.ie    Phone : 0863005493

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THE FOGGY DEW     Luke Kelly      Capo 5

 

 

Verse 1

 

           Am                           G                       Am    F        Am

  As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I,

               Am                    G                          Am               F              Am

  There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by;

         C                              G      Am                            Em   Am

  No pipe did hum, nor battle drum did sound it's loud tattoo,

                Am                              G                             Am                        F        Am

  But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out through the Foggy Dew.

 

Verse 2

 

  Right proudly high o'er Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war,

  Twas better die neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar;

  And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through,

  While Brittania's Huns, with their long range guns, sailed in through the Foggy Dew.

 

Verse 3

 

  O, the night fell black, and the rifles crack made "Perfidious Albion" reel,

  'Mid the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines fo steel;

  By each shinning blade a prayer was said that to Ireland her sons be true,

  And when morning broke still the war flag shook out it's folds in the Foggy Dew.

 

Verse 4

 

  'Twas England bade our Wild Geese go that small nations might be free,

  But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the Great North Sea.

  Oh had they died by Pearse's side or had fought with Cathal Brugha,

  Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the Foggy Dew

 

Verse 5

 

But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear,

For those who died the Eastertide in the springtime of the year.

While the world did gaze with deep amaze at those fearless men but few,

Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the Foggy Dew,

 

Verse 6

 

Back through the glen I rode again, and my heart with grief was sore,

For I parted then with valient men who I never shall see more;

But to and fro in my dreams I go, and I'd kneel and pray for you,

For slavery fled, O glorious dead when you fell in the Foggy Dew.

 

 

 

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