Am
C
See the bright new moon is rising,
F C G
Above the land of black and green
C
Hear the rebels voices calling,
F C G C
I will not die 'till you bury me
C F C
The aunt upstairs in the bed she is calling,
F C G
Why has he forsaken me
C F C
Faded pictures in the hallway,
F C G C
Which one of them brown ghosts is he
C
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
F C G
Curse the spade and curse the plough
C F C
I've counted years and weeks and days,
F C G C
And I wish to God I was with you now
C F
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
C G
Fare thee well me own Aisling
C F C F
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
C F G C
Far across the grey north sea
F G
And the wind it blows from the North and South,
F G
To the East And to the West
F G
I will be like the wind my love,
F Am C F G C
For I will know no rest 'till I return to thee
Am
1, 2, 3 telegraph poles,
F G Am
Standing on the cold black road
The night is fading into morning,
F G Am
Give us a drop of your sweet poitin
Am
The rain was lashing - the sun was rising,
F G Am
The wind was howling through the trees
The madness from the mountains crawling,
F G Am
When I saw you first my own Aisling
C
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
F C G
Curse the spade and curse the plough
C F C
I've counted years and weeks and days,
F C G C
And I wish to God I was with you now
C F
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
C G
Fare thee well me own Aisling
C F C F
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
C F G C
Far across the grey north sea
Lots of Love,
Bart