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Rosin the Beau  »«  traditional

[C]I've traveled [C/G]all over this [C]world,[C/G] [C]And now to [C/G]another I [Am]go.[Am/E] [C]And I know that good [C/G]quarters are [C]waiting [F]To [C]welcome old [G]Rosin the [C]Beau [C]To welcome old Rosin the [F]Beau [C]To welcome old Rosin the [Am]Beau[Am/E] [C]And I know that [C/G]good quarters are [C]waiting [F]To [C]welcome old [G]Rosin the [C]Beau [C]When I'm dead [C/G]and laid out on the [C]counter[C/G] [C]A voice you will [C/G]hear from [Am]below,[Am/E] [C]Saying "Send down [C/G]a hogshead of [C]whisky [F]To [C]drink with old [G]Rosin the [G]Beau" [C]To drink with old Rosin the [F]Beau [C]To drink with old Rosin the [Am]Beau [C]Saying "Send down a [C/G]hogshead of [C]whisky [F]To [C]drink with old [G]Rosin the [G]Beau" [D]Then get a half [D/A]dozen stout [D]fellows[D/A] [D]And stack them [D/A]all up in a [Bm]row([F#]) [D]Let them drink out [D/A]of half gallon [D]bottles [G]To [D]the memory of [A]Rosin the [D]Beau[D/A] [D]To the memory of Rosin the [G]Beau [D]To the memory of Rosin the [Bm]Beau([F#]) [D]Let them drink out [D/A]of half gallon [D]bottles [G]To [D]the memory of [A]Rosin the [D]Beau [D]Then get a half [D/A]dozen stout [D]fellows[D/A] [D]And let them all [D/A]stagger and [Bm]go([F#]) [D]And dig a great [D/A]hole in the [D]meadow [G]And [D]in it put [A]Rosin the [D]Beau [D]And in it put Rosin the [G]Beau [D]And in it put Rosin the [Bm]Beau([F#]) [D]And dig a great [D/A]hole in the [D]meadow [G]And [D]in it put [A]Rosin the [D]Beau. [D]Then get ye a [D/A]couple of [D]bottles.[D/A] [D]Put one at me [D/A]head and me [Bm]toe.([F#]) [D]With a diamond [D/A]ring scratch [D]upon 'em [G]The [D]name of old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau. [D]The name of old Rosin the [G]Beau. [D]The name of old Rosin the [Bm]Beau.([F#]) [D]With a diamond [D/A]ring scratch [D]upon 'em [G]The [D]name of old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.[D/A]of [G][D][A][D] [D]I feel that old [D/A]tyrant [D]approaching,[D/A] [D]That cruel [D/A]remorseless old [Bm]foe, [D]And I lift up me [D/A]glass in his [D]honour. [G]Take a [D]drink with old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau. [D]Take a drink with old Rosin the [G]Beau. [D]Take a drink with old Rosin the [Bm]Beau.([F#]) [D]And I lift up me [D/A]glass in his D[honour. [G]Take a [D]drink with old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.[D/A]of [G][D][A][D] Andere akkoordcombinatie verse: C C C C C Am Dm G7 C C C C F C G C chorus: C C F F C Am Dm G7 C C C C F C G7 C

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Donald where's your trousers  »«  traditional

I just down from the Isle of Skye I'm no very big but I'm awful shy All the lassies shout as I walk by, "Donald, Where's Your Trousers?" Let the wind blow high and the wind blow low Through the streets in my kilt I go All the lassies cry, "Hello! Donald, where's your trousers?" I went to a fancy ball It was slippery in the hall I was afeared that I may fall Because I nay had on trousers I went down to London town To have a little fun in the underground All the Ladies turned their heads around, saying, "Donald, where's your trousers?" The lassies love me every one But they must catch me if they can You canna put the breeks on a highland man, saying, "Donald, where's your trousers?"

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Coulter's Candy  »«  traditional

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G C G G E D G C G G D G   Ally bally ally bally bee, Sittin on yer mammie's knee, Greetin for a wee bawbee, Tae buy some Coulter's candy.   Sweet   Ally. bally, ally, bally bee, When you grow up you'll go to sea, Makin' pennies for your daddy and me, Tae buy mair Coulter's Candy.   Mammy gie me ma thrifty doon Here's auld Coulter comin' roon Wi' a basket on his croon Selling Coulter's Candy.   Little Annie's greetin' tae Sae whit can puir wee Mammy dae But gie them a penny atween them twae Tae buy mair Coulter's Candy.   Poor wee Jeannie's lookin' affa thin, A rickle o' banes covered ower wi' skin, She'll soon be gettin' a wee double chin Frae sookin' Coulter's Candy.   There's no money for a poor wee soul, Yer daddie's signing on the dole, But there's a penny in the sugar bowl To get your Coulter's Candy.

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The Night Visiting Song  »«  traditional

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[Capodaster : fret 2]   I[D] must[G] away[D] now,I can no longer[A] tar[D]ry, This morning's[G] tem[D]pest,I have to[A] cross, I must be[D] guided,without a[G] stum[D]ble, Into the[G] ar[D]ms I [A]love the[D] most   And when he came to his true love's dwelling, He knelt down gently,upon a stone, And through her window,he whispered lowly Is my true lover within at home.   Wake up,wake up love it is thine own true lover, Wake up,wake up love and let me in, For I am tired love and oh so weary, And more than near drenched to the skin.   She's raised her up,her down soft pillow, She's raised her up,and she's let him in, And they were locked in,each other's arms, Untill that long night was past and gone.   And when that long night was pased and overm And when the small clouds,began to grow, He's taken her hand amd they kissed ands parted, Then he saddled and mounted,and away did go.   [Herhaal 1ste.vers | Repeat first verse]  

 

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Botany Bay  »«  traditional

Akkoorden :: chords :   / G Em / C G / - Em / D - / G Em / C D / Em - / EmD Em /   of :: or   C Am F C C Am D7 G C Am F C C Am E7 Am   Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lies Farewell to your gangers and gang planks and to hell with your overtime The good ship Ragamuffin she's lying at the Quay For to take oul Pat with his shovel on his back To the shores of Botany Bay   I'm on my way down to the Quay where the ship at anchor lies To command a gang of navvys that they told me to engage I thought I'd drop in for a drink before I went away For to take a trip on an emigrant ship To the shores of Botany Bay   Chorus:   The boss came up this morning, he says "well Pat, you know If you don't get your navvys out, I'm afraid you'll have to go" So I asked him for my wages and demanded all my pay For I told him straight, I'm going to emigrate To the shores of Botany Bay   Chorus:   And when I reach Australia I'll go and look for gold There's plenty there for the digging of, or so I have been told Or else I'll go back to my trade and a hundred bricks I'll lay Because I live for an eight hour shift On the shores of Botany Bay   Chorus:

 

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Star Of The County Down  »«  traditional

Em G  D  G  Em D	Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning in July
Em G D G  C D Em	Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by
G  Am G  Em D		She looked so neat from her two white feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Em G D Em C D Em	Such a (Sure the)coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself, to make sure I was standing there


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G  Am G  Em D		From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
Em G D Em C D Em	No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down


Em G  D  G  Em D	As she onward sped, sure I shook my head and I gazed with a feeling quare
Em G  D  G  C  D	EmAnd I said, says I to a passer-by, who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?
G  Am G   Em   D	He smiled at me and with pride says he, that's the gem of Irelands crown
Em G D Em C D Em	She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down 

CHORUS:

Em G  D  G  Em D	She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
Em G  D  G  C  D	And you held each note from her lily-white throat, as she lilted an Irish tune
G  Am G   Em   D	At the pattern dance you were in trance as she tripped through a jig or reel
Em G D Em C D Em	When her eyes she'd roll, she would lift soul as your heart she would likely steal

CHORUS:

Em G  D  G  Em D	At the harvest fair she'll be surely there and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
Em G  D  G  C  D	With my shoes shon bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
G  Am G   Em   D	No pipe I smoke, no horse I'll yoke, let my plough with the rust turns brown
Em G D Em C D Em	Till a smiling bride  by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down

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Verse: 
Em/C/G/D/Em/C/D/Em/C/G/D/Em/C/Em/G/Em/C/D/G/Em/D/Em/C/G/D/Em /C/Em

Chorus:
G/Em/C/D/Em/C/D/Em/C/G/D/Em/C/D/Em

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The road to Dundee  »«  traditional

D G D Cold winter was howlin' o'er moorland and mountain G D E7 A7 And wild was the surge of the dark rolling sea D G D When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie G D A7 D Who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee.   D G D Says I, "My young lassie, I canna weel tell ye, G D E7 A7 The road and the distance I canna weel gie, D G D But if you'll permit me to gang a wee bittie, G D A7 D I'll show you the road and the miles to Dundee."   The lassie consented and gie me her airm Not a word did I speir wha the lassie micht be She appeared like an angel in feature and form As she walked by my side on the road to Dundee.   At length wi' the howe o' Strathmartine behind us The spires o' the toon in full view we could see, She said, "Gentle sir, I can never forget ye For showin' me so far on the road to Dundee.   This ring and this purse please accept as a token And surely there's somethin' that ye can gi'e me, That in years to come I'll the laddie remember Who showed me the road and the miles to Dundee?"   I took the gold pin frae the scarf on my bosom, And said, "Tak' ye this, in remembrance o' me", And bravely I kissed the sweet lips o' the lassie And I pairted frae her on the road to Dundee.   So here's tae the lassie; I canna forget her, And ilka young laddie wha's listenin' to me, O never be sweir to convey a young lassie, Though it's only to show her the road to Dundee.  

 

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Molly Malone Cockles and Mussels (In Dublins fair city)  »«  traditional

G Em Am In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty G E7 A7 D7 I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone G Em D7 She wheeled a wheelbarrow, through streets broad and narrow G D- Am Em D G Crying: Cockles and Mussels, Alive, Alive O   Chorus:   G Em Alive, alive O Am D7 Alive, alive O G D- Crying, cockles and Mussels Am Em D7 G Alive, alive O   She was a fishmonger, and sure twas no wonder For so were her Father and Mother before And they all wheeled their barrows, Through streets broad and narrow Crying: Cockles and Mussels, Alive, alive O   (chorus)   She died of a faver, and no one to grieve her And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone Now her ghost wheels her barrow Through streets broad and narrow Crying: Cockles and Mussels, alive, alive O   (chorus)   of doorlopend [Gebruikt in demo] :   |G |Em |Am |D | |G |Em |C |D | |G |Em |Am |D | |G |Em |Am D |G |

 

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An Irish Lullaby (Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra) Words and music J.R. Shannon  »«  traditional

Akkoorden (key=C)   C F C C F G7 C F C C F G7   Over in Killarney Many years ago, Me Mither sang a song to me In tones so sweet and low. Just a simple little ditty, In her good ould Irish way, And l'd give the world if she could sing That song to me this day.   Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don't you cry! Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, that's an Irish lullaby.   Oft in dreams I wander To that cot again, I feel her arms a-huggin' me As when she held me then. And I hear her voice a -hummin' To me as in days of yore, When she used to rock me fast asleep Outside the cabin door.

 

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Dirty old town  »«  traditional

1. I met my [C]love, by the gas yard wall Dreamed a [f]dream, by the old canal Kissed my girl, by the factory wall Dirty old [G]town, dirty old [Am]town OF I met my [E]love by the gasworks door Dreamed a [A]dream by the old ca[E]nal. Kissed my [C#m]boy by the factory [E]wall. Dirty old [F#m]town, [B7] dirty old [C#m]town. The moon is shifting behind a cloud, Cats are crawling all along the beat, Springs a girl in the streets at night. Dirty old town, dirty old town. I heard a whistle coming from the docks And a train set the night on fire, Smelled the spring on a smoke-filled air. Dirty old town, dirty old town. I'm gonna get me a nice sharp axe, Shining steel tempered in a fire, Cut you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town, dirty old town. 2. I found my love by the gasworks croft Dreamed a dream by the old canal Kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town, dirty old town. Clouds are drifting across the moon Cats are prowling on their beat Spring's a girl in the street at night Dirty old town, dirty old town. I heard a siren from the docks Saw a train set the night on fire Smelled the spring in the smokey wind Dirty old town, dirty old town. I'm going to make a good sharp axe Shining steel tempered in the fire We'll chop you down like an old dead tree Dirty old town, dirty old town.

 

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The foggy dew  »«  traditional

[akkoorden - chords]   Am G C Am Am G C Am C G C Am Am G C Am   [of = demo]   Em D C D EM Em D C D EM G D G D EM Em D C D EM   [of]   Bm A Bm G Bm Bm A Bm G Bm D A Bm G Bm Bm A Bm G Bm   [of]   Dm c Dm Bb Dm Dm c Dm Bb Dm F c Dm Bb Dm Dm c Dm Bb Dm 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.   Right proudly high o'er Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war, 'Twas better to 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.   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.   '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 sidew or had fought with Cathal Brugha, Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the Foggy Dew   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,   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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Tom Dooley  »«  traditional

chorus: C G7 Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, hang down your head and cry. G7 F C Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, poor boy you're bound to die. C G7 I met her on the mountain, and there I took her life, G7 F C I met her on the mountain, stabbed her with my knife. chorus C G7 Hand me down my banjo, I'll pick it on my knee, G7 F C This time tomorrow, it'll be no use to me. chorus C G7 This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be? G7 F C If it hadn't a been for Grayson, I'd a been in Tennessee. chorus C G7 This time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be? G7 F C Down in some lonesome valley, hangin' from a white oak tree. chorus

 

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Santa Lucia  »«  traditional

Sul mare luccia l'astro d'argento, Placida è l'onda, prospero è il vento Sul mare luccia l'astro d'argento, Placida è l'onda, prospero è il vento Venite all'agile barchetta mia... Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Venite all'agile barchetta mia... Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Con questo zeffiro, così soave Oh! Com'è bello star su la nave! Su passaggieri, venite via! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! In fra le tende bandir la cena In una sera così serena! Chi non domanda, chi non desia? Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Mare sì placido, vento sì caro Scordar fa i triboli al marinaro, E va gridando con allegria, Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! O dolce Napoli, o suol beato, Ove sorridere volle il creato Tu sei l'impero dell'armonia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Or che tardate? Bella è la sera, Spira un'auretta fresca e leggera, Venite all'agile barchetta mia Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! KEY Bb vers en chorus:: Bb Eb Bb F7 doorlopend

 

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Edelweiss  »«  traditional

G D Em C Edelweiss, Edelweiss. G Em C D Every morning you greet me. G D Em C Small and white, clean and bright, G D G You look happy to meet me. D G Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow! Em C A7 D7 Bloom and grow forever. G D Em C Edelweiss, Edelweiss G D G Bless my homeland forever. Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow! Bloom and grow forever! Edelweiss, Edelweiss Bless my homeland forever.

 

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Sag mir wo die Blumen sind  »«  traditional  link mp3

Internetlink Marlene Dietrich : Sag mir wo die Blumen sind Akkoorden : C Am Fmajor Gmajor 3x Fmajor Gmajor 2x [Fmajor = E-1ste fred | Gmajor = E-3de fred] Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Wo sind sie geblieben? Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Was ist gescheh'n? Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Mädchen pflückten sie geschwind. Wann wird man je versteh'n, Wann wird man je versteh'n? Sag mir, wo die Mädchen sind Männer nahmen sie geschwind. Sag mir, wo die Männer sind Zogen fort, der Krieg beginnt. Sag, wo die Soldaten sind Über Gräbern weht der Wind. Sag mir, wo die Gräber sind Blumen weh'n im Sommerwind. Where have all the flowers gone? Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone? Girls have picked them every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young girls gone? Long time passing Where have all the young girls gone? Long time ago Where have all the young girls gone? Taken husbands every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young men gone? Long time passing Where have all the young men gone? Long time ago Where have all the young men gone? Gone for soldiers every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time passing Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time ago Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time passing Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time ago Where have all the graveyards gone? Covered with flowers every one When will we ever learn? When will we ever learn?

 

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Amazing Grace  »«  traditional

E A E Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, B7 That saved a wretch like me E A E I once was lost but now am found, B7 E Was blind, but now, I see. E A E T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear B7 .And Grace, my fears relieved. E A E How precious did that Grace appear B7 E the hour I first believed. E A E Through many dangers, toils and snares B7 we have already come. E A E T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far B7 E and Grace will lead us home.

 

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You'll never walk alone  »«  traditional

C Am G When you walk through a storm hold your head up high F Em G And don't be afraid of the dark. Dm Am At the end of a storm is a golden sky F (Em) Dm (C) G And the sweet silver song of a lark. Am Dm Walk on through the wind, C G Walk on through the rain, C Em F Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown. C Am F G Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart C Em Am And you'll never walk alone, C/G (Em) F C You'll neve-r, walk alone. C Am F G Walk on, walk o-n with hope in your heart C F Am And you'll never walk alone, G F C You'll neve-r walk alone.

 

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Jim Jones  »« traditional :: Demo :: klik hier

              G
Come and listen for a moment, lads,
                           C
And hear me tell my tale.
      G                   D
How across the sea from England
  C                                           D
I was conpelled (condemned) to sail.
         G
the jury says me guilty,
                         C
Then says the judge, says he,
           G                    D
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
  C             D         G
Across the stormy sea.
     C
And take a tip before you ship
     G
To join the iron gang.
       C
Don't be too gay in Botany Bay,
    G                  D
Or else you'll surely hang.
    G
Or else you'll surely hang," says he.
                      C
"And after that, Jim Jones,
      G                  D
high upon the gallows tree
      C                   G
The crows will pick your bones."

you' ll have no change for missed your thing
remember what i say
they flog the out of you
out there at Botany Bay,

The waves were high  upon the see With the storms ragin' round us,
And the winds a-blowin' gales,
I'd rather have drowned in misery
Than gone to New South Wales.
the waves were high upon the sea
Then pirates came along,
But the soldiers on our convict ship
Were full five hundred strong.
they opened fire and somehow drove
That pirate ship away.
I'd rather joined that pirate ship
Tan come to Botany Bay.

Now it's day and night and the irons clang,
And like poor galley slaves
We toil and toil, and when we die
Must fill dishonored graves,
but by and by I'll break my chains,
Well, into the bush I'll go
And I'll join the bravest rankers there,
Jack Donohue and co.
And some dark night, when everything
Is silent in the town
I'll kill the tyrants one and all,
I'll shoot the flogger down.
Oh, I'll give the low a little shock,
Remember what I say,
And they'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones
In chains to Botany Bay.
 

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For these are my mountains »« Traditional

[D] For fame and for fortune I [G] wandered the [D] earth,
And [G] now I've come [D] back to the land of my [A] birth;
I brought back my [D] treasures [D7] but only to [G] find,
They're less than the [D] pleasures [A] I first left [D] behind.

For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.

The stream by the road sings at [G] my going [D] by,
The [G] birds overhead [D] wing their welcoming [A] cry;
The bay where the [D] gulls fly [D7] at last I can [G] see,
It's here that my [D] heart lies, [A] it's here I'll be [D] free.

For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.

Old faces will meet me and [G] welcome me [D] in,
How [G] they will [D] greet me, my old friends and [A] kin;
At night by the [D] fireside [D7] old songs will be [G] sung,
At last I'll be [D] hearing [A] my own mother [D] tongue.

For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.

 

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