i | Bm |
b III | D |
iv | Em |
V | FB |
b VI | G |
b VII | A |
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A
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The
Bm
D
A
first
pub
we
could
stagger to
was
Bm
D
A
twelve
steps
from
the
plane.
A
Bm
D
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virgin
flight
to
Shannontown
the
Bm
D
A
day
it
didn't
rain.
The
Bm
D
A
laughing
eyes
of
Ireland
Bm
D
A
spark-
ling
blue
and
green.
With
Bm
D
A
hair
as
black
as
Guiness
stout
and
Bm
D
A
barely
seventeen
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
We're
back
out
on
the
Cobblestones
FB
Whiskey
drunk
and
high
again,
Em
liquored
up
and
gearing
up
A
seven
nights
in
Bm
D
A
Ireland
Bm
D
A
the
Bm
D
A
corner
booth is
waiting for
the
Bm
D
A
session to
begin
it's
Bm
D
A
quiet as a
mother's prayer,
till
Bm
D
A
we all
stumbled in.
And it's
Bm
D
A
fifty
happy
voices
mixed
with
Bm
D
A
whistles made
of tin
And a
Bm
D
A
piper man
is
blowing
like the
Bm
D
A
North Atlantic
wind
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
and an
Eire
island
beauty is
FB
sawing
on the
violin
Em
I wonder
will she
miss
me after
A
seven
nights
in
Bm
D
A
Ireland
Bm
D
A
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
Em
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G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
FB
Em
A
Bm
D
A
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D
A
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
Em
A
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G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
FB
Em
A
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D
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D
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G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
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Em
A
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
G FLAT_SEVEN_MAJOR
Em
A
Bm
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