Song for Ireland       (midi)

 

   C                            G

1.    Walking all the days,  

        Dm Am                  F          G             C

    by tall towers where falcons build their nests.

                                   G

    Silver-winged they fly,

             Dm         Am       F         G            C

    they know the call of freedom in their breasts.

 F                                                G

    Saw Black Head against the sky,

                  C      Am    Dm            F        G

    where twisted rocks run down  to the sea.

 

F                            C

    Living on your western shore,

                                                       G

saw summer sunsets, asked for more.

    F                   C          G

Stood by your Atlantic Sea,

        Dm      An          FGC

and sang a song for Ireland.

 

  C                          G

2.   Talking all the day,

           Dm   Am              F        G             C

    with true friends who try to make you stay.

                                G

   Telling jokes and news,

           Dm        Am          F           G         C

    and singing songs to pass the time away.

F                                                 G

    Watched the Galway salmon run,

            C     Am       Dm          F        G

    like silver darting, dancing, in the sun.   + CHORUS

 

   C                            G

3.    Drinking all the day

       Dm  Am              F          G          C

    in old pubs where fiddlers love to play,

                                    G

    saw one touch the bow,

          Dm        Am                F               G              C

    he played a reel which seemed so grand and gay.

F                                                G

    Stood on Dingle Beach and cast

         C    Am         Dm            F          G

    in wild foam we found the Atlantic bass.  + CHORUS

 

   C                            G

4.   Dreaming in the night,

      Dm     Am              F          G        C

    I saw a land where no one had to fight.

                                   G

    But waking in your dawn,

      Dm         Am     F         G         C

    I saw you crying in the morning light.

F                                       G

    lying where the falcons fly,

              C          Am     Dm        F           G

    they twist and turn all in your air-blue sky.  + CHORUS

 

(orig. = capo 4th)     (P. Colclough / Noel McLoughlin)