Hợp âm Fair Ireland

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[D]They build bombs [Bm]and aim their pis
[D]tols in the shadow of the [Bm]cross[D]
And they swear an oath of vengeance
to the martyrs [Bm]they have [D]lost
[Bm]But they pray for peace on S[D]undays
with a rosary in each hand
It's long memories and short tempers
that have cursed poor Ireland
It's long memories and short tempers

[Verse 2]
that have cursed poor Ireland
[D]
We have cousins on the [F#m]old sod
and we [G]don't forget our [Bm]kin
From [G]Boston we send more guns and we
[F#m]tell them they can w[Bm]in
Then we [G]turn back to our green beer
and to [D]MacNamara's [F#]Band
It's true [G]friends with false per[D]ceptions
that have [Em]cursed poor Ireland
[F#]True frien[G]ds with false percepti[D]ons
that have [Em]cursed poor [A]Ireland
[D][Bm]

[Verse 3]
They weave tales of wit and magic and their
[A]songs are strong and free
But they [Bm]fail to hear each other,
[Em]prisoners of his[A]tory[Asus4]
Orange [D]flags wave for the Brit[F#m]ish
to greet the [G]army's clicking [Bm]heel
And Irish [G]curse their Irish brother for
[F#m]the altar [Bm]where they kneel
And now [G]provoked to greater
anger by the [D]distant royal [F#]hand
It's old [G]hatreds and young [D]victims
that have [Em]cursed poor [F#]Ireland
Old [G]hatreds and young [D]victims that
have [Em]cursed poor [A]Ireland
[D]

[Verse 4]
So we're left with retribu[F#m]tion
it's the [G]cycle of the [Bm]damned
And the [G]hope becomes more distant
[F#m]as the flames of hate are [Bm]fanned
Who will [G]listen to the children for they're
[D]taught to take [F#]their stand
They say [G]love and true for[D]giveness
can still [Em]heal fair Ireland
[F#]They say love [G]and true for
[D]giveness can still [Em]heal fair Ireland

[Verse 5]
[F#]Only[G] love and real forgive[D]ness
can still [Em]heal fair [D]Ireland

[Outro 1]
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