The Cocks Are Crowing chords and lyrics - PAUL BRADY

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[Verse 1]
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[G]The[D] cocks are crowin[G]g,
day[D]light's appearing
It's drawing [G]near to the [C]break of [D]day
Arise [G]my [C]charm[G]er out [Em]of your s[C]lumber
[G]Arise [C]my darling and [D]come away[G][D]
When he [G]came to his true love's
[D]window
He kneel- ed [G]low down [C]upon a stone[D]
And [G]through a [C]pane [G]he did
[Em]whisper [C]slowly
[G]Arise [C]my darling and [D]let me [G]in[D]
Who is [G]that that is

[Verse 2]
at my [D]window
Who is [G]that that knows [C]me so [D]well?
It's [G]me it's [C]me [G]your
[Em]poor wounded [C]lover
That [G]fain would [C]talk,
love, unto [D]you a [G]while[D]
[G]Go away, love, and ask [D]your daddy
If he'll al[G]low you my [C]bride to be
[D]And if he [G]says no [C]the[G]n retur[Em]n and tel[C]l me
For [G]this is the [C]last night i
[D]will trouble [G]you.[D]
[G]My dada he's in his bed [D]chamber

[Verse 3]
He's fast [G]asleep on his [C]bed of [D]ease
[G]But in his [C]pocket [G]there [Em]lies a [C]letter
Which [G]readeth [C]far love unto
[D]your dis[G]praise[D]
Oh what [G]dispraise can
he give unto [D]me?
A faithful [G]husband to [C]you I'll [D]be
And [G]what other [C]neigh[G]bours
have [Em]round [C]their houses
The [G]same my [C]darling you will [D]have with [G]me[D][F][Am]
[F][D]

[Interlude 1]
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[C][G][F][D][G][D][G]
[D]
[G]Go away then and ask your [D]Mammie

[Verse 4]
If she'll al[G]low you my [C]bride to [D]be
And if [G]she says [C]no [G]then come
[Em]back and [C]tell me
For [G]this is the [C]last night I will
[D]trouble [G]you[D].
[G]My mama she's an oldish [D]woman
She scarce would [G]hear,
love, one [C]word I [D]say
But she [G]bids you [C]go [G]and
to [Em]court some [C]other
For [D]I'm not [C]fit, love, your [D]bride to [G]be[D]

[Verse 5]
I may [G]go but I will court no [D]other
My heart is [G]link- ed all [C]in your charm[D]s
I would [G]have you [C]wed, [G]love,
and [Em]leave [C]your Mammie
For [G]you're just [C]fit to lie in your
[D]true love's [G]arms[D]
I will [G]go unto the wild [D]mountain
Where I'll [G]see nothing but [C]the wild [D]deer
Nor [G]I'll eat [C]nothing [G]but the [Em]wild [C]herbs
Nor [D]I'll drink [G]nothing [C]but my
[D]true [G]love's tears[D]
[G]If Kellyboyne it was

[Verse 6]
mine
in a [D]chorus
And the green [G]fields
they were [C]mine in [D]white
And if [G]my pen [C]was made [G]of
the tempered [C]steel sure
My [G]true love's [C]praises I could [D]never [G]write.

[Outro 1]
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