Chords for Back home in Derry - Gary Og & Sean Lyons
Tempo:
117.3 bpm
Chords used:
A
Bm
D
E
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm]
[A] 1803 [D] we sailed out to sea, [A] out [E] from the sweet [Bm] town of Derry.
Rustling about a [D] fleet that was all thrown, [A] the marks of [E] our banners [Bm] we carried.
[A] [E] Rusty old tins we [A] cried for our wins, [E] the good woman we [F#m] left in the solo.
[Bm] Some men's sails [F#m] [D] unfurled, the curses we [A] heard, the English [E] and [F#m] thoughts [Bm] of tomorrow.
[A] [Bm] At the mouth [F#m] of the foil, [D] a bed for well of the [F#m] soil, [A] down [E] below decks we [Bm] were lying.
Dirty [D] scream woken at others' [A] dream of a vision [E] of old [Bm] Robert Dyer.
[E] Sunburned carillas [A] we dished out the crow, [E] and a connor was [F#m] down with the fever.
Sixty rebels today [D] bound for Botany [A] Bay, many will reach their [Bm] receiver.
[F#m] [D]
[A]
Oh, [Em] [Bm] I wish [A] I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[A] [D] Oh, [A]
I wish I was back home [Bm] in [F#m] Derry.
[Bm] Cursed down to hell [D] lies above what the [A] swell, ship danced [Em] like a moth [Bm] in the fireplace.
White horses rode [D] high as the devil passed [A] by, taking [E] souls to Hades [Bm] by twine.
[E] Five weeks at the sea we [A] were now forty-three, [E] buried our comrades [F#m] here tomorrow.
[Bm] In our own [D] slain we were lost for [F#m] a time, [A] a handless night with [Bm] the dawn.
[F#m] [Bm] [A] [D] Oh, [A] I wish I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[D] Oh, [A] I [Bm] wish I was back home in Derry.
[A]
[Bm] [D]
[A] [E] [Bm]
[F#m] [D]
[A] [E] [Bm]
[E] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm]
[D] [A]
[E] [Bm]
A demon's [D] land is hell for a man, [A] and out of his hole [Bm] life is slaved.
[F#m] [Bm] Climate as raw on [F#m] the gun makes the law, [A] neither wind nor rain can [Bm] ever brave.
[A] Twenty [E] years have gone by [D] now, and in my [A] heart, [E] my comrades' ghosts walk [F#m] behind me.
[Bm] Rebel I [D] can, I'll die [A] the same, on the cold winter [E] [A] night you [Bm] will find me.
[D] [A] Oh, I [Bm] wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[A] [D] [A] Oh, [Bm] I wish I was back home in Derry.
[D] [A] Oh, [Bm] I wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[A] [D] Oh, [A]
[Bm] I wish I was back
[D] [A]
[Bm] [N]
[A] 1803 [D] we sailed out to sea, [A] out [E] from the sweet [Bm] town of Derry.
Rustling about a [D] fleet that was all thrown, [A] the marks of [E] our banners [Bm] we carried.
[A] [E] Rusty old tins we [A] cried for our wins, [E] the good woman we [F#m] left in the solo.
[Bm] Some men's sails [F#m] [D] unfurled, the curses we [A] heard, the English [E] and [F#m] thoughts [Bm] of tomorrow.
[A] [Bm] At the mouth [F#m] of the foil, [D] a bed for well of the [F#m] soil, [A] down [E] below decks we [Bm] were lying.
Dirty [D] scream woken at others' [A] dream of a vision [E] of old [Bm] Robert Dyer.
[E] Sunburned carillas [A] we dished out the crow, [E] and a connor was [F#m] down with the fever.
Sixty rebels today [D] bound for Botany [A] Bay, many will reach their [Bm] receiver.
[F#m] [D]
[A]
Oh, [Em] [Bm] I wish [A] I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[A] [D] Oh, [A]
I wish I was back home [Bm] in [F#m] Derry.
[Bm] Cursed down to hell [D] lies above what the [A] swell, ship danced [Em] like a moth [Bm] in the fireplace.
White horses rode [D] high as the devil passed [A] by, taking [E] souls to Hades [Bm] by twine.
[E] Five weeks at the sea we [A] were now forty-three, [E] buried our comrades [F#m] here tomorrow.
[Bm] In our own [D] slain we were lost for [F#m] a time, [A] a handless night with [Bm] the dawn.
[F#m] [Bm] [A] [D] Oh, [A] I wish I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[D] Oh, [A] I [Bm] wish I was back home in Derry.
[A]
[Bm] [D]
[A] [E] [Bm]
[F#m] [D]
[A] [E] [Bm]
[E] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm]
[D] [A]
[E] [Bm]
A demon's [D] land is hell for a man, [A] and out of his hole [Bm] life is slaved.
[F#m] [Bm] Climate as raw on [F#m] the gun makes the law, [A] neither wind nor rain can [Bm] ever brave.
[A] Twenty [E] years have gone by [D] now, and in my [A] heart, [E] my comrades' ghosts walk [F#m] behind me.
[Bm] Rebel I [D] can, I'll die [A] the same, on the cold winter [E] [A] night you [Bm] will find me.
[D] [A] Oh, I [Bm] wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[A] [D] [A] Oh, [Bm] I wish I was back home in Derry.
[D] [A] Oh, [Bm] I wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
[A] [D] Oh, [A]
[Bm] I wish I was back
[D] [A]
[Bm] [N]
Key:
A
Bm
D
E
F#m
A
Bm
D
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] 1803 [D] we sailed out to sea, [A] out [E] from the sweet [Bm] town of Derry.
_ _ Rustling about a [D] fleet that was all thrown, [A] the marks of [E] our banners [Bm] we carried.
_ [A] _ [E] Rusty old tins we [A] cried for our wins, [E] the good woman we [F#m] left in the solo.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] Some men's sails [F#m] [D] unfurled, the curses we [A] heard, the English [E] and [F#m] thoughts [Bm] of tomorrow. _ _ _ _
[A] _ [Bm] At the mouth [F#m] of the foil, [D] a bed for well of the [F#m] soil, [A] down [E] below decks we [Bm] were lying.
_ _ Dirty [D] scream woken at others' [A] dream of a vision [E] of old [Bm] Robert Dyer.
_ _ [E] _ Sunburned carillas [A] we dished out the crow, [E] and a connor was [F#m] down with the fever.
_ _ _ _ _ Sixty rebels today [D] bound for Botany [A] Bay, many will reach their [Bm] receiver.
[F#m] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
Oh, [Em] [Bm] I wish [A] I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [A] _ [D] Oh, _ _ [A] _ _
_ I wish I was back home [Bm] in [F#m] Derry.
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ Cursed down to hell [D] lies above what the [A] swell, ship danced [Em] like a moth [Bm] in the _ fireplace.
White horses rode [D] high as the devil passed [A] by, taking [E] souls to Hades [Bm] by twine.
_ [E] Five weeks at the sea we [A] were now forty-three, _ [E] buried our comrades [F#m] here tomorrow. _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] In our own [D] slain we were lost for [F#m] a time, [A] a handless night with [Bm] the dawn.
[F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] Oh, _ [A] _ _ _ I wish I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [D] _ Oh, _ [A] _ _ _ I [Bm] wish I was back home in _ Derry.
_ [A] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ [D] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ A demon's [D] land is hell for a man, [A] and out of his hole [Bm] life is slaved.
_ [F#m] _ [Bm] Climate as raw on [F#m] the gun makes the law, [A] neither wind nor rain can [Bm] ever brave.
[A] Twenty [E] years have gone by [D] now, and in my [A] heart, [E] my comrades' ghosts walk [F#m] behind me.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] Rebel I [D] can, I'll die [A] the same, on the cold winter [E] [A] night you [Bm] will find _ _ me.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ Oh, I _ [Bm] wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ [A] Oh, _ _ _ [Bm] I wish I was back home in Derry.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] Oh, _ _ _ [Bm] I wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [A] _ [D] Oh, [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] I wish I was back_ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] 1803 [D] we sailed out to sea, [A] out [E] from the sweet [Bm] town of Derry.
_ _ Rustling about a [D] fleet that was all thrown, [A] the marks of [E] our banners [Bm] we carried.
_ [A] _ [E] Rusty old tins we [A] cried for our wins, [E] the good woman we [F#m] left in the solo.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] Some men's sails [F#m] [D] unfurled, the curses we [A] heard, the English [E] and [F#m] thoughts [Bm] of tomorrow. _ _ _ _
[A] _ [Bm] At the mouth [F#m] of the foil, [D] a bed for well of the [F#m] soil, [A] down [E] below decks we [Bm] were lying.
_ _ Dirty [D] scream woken at others' [A] dream of a vision [E] of old [Bm] Robert Dyer.
_ _ [E] _ Sunburned carillas [A] we dished out the crow, [E] and a connor was [F#m] down with the fever.
_ _ _ _ _ Sixty rebels today [D] bound for Botany [A] Bay, many will reach their [Bm] receiver.
[F#m] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
Oh, [Em] [Bm] I wish [A] I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [A] _ [D] Oh, _ _ [A] _ _
_ I wish I was back home [Bm] in [F#m] Derry.
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ Cursed down to hell [D] lies above what the [A] swell, ship danced [Em] like a moth [Bm] in the _ fireplace.
White horses rode [D] high as the devil passed [A] by, taking [E] souls to Hades [Bm] by twine.
_ [E] Five weeks at the sea we [A] were now forty-three, _ [E] buried our comrades [F#m] here tomorrow. _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] In our own [D] slain we were lost for [F#m] a time, [A] a handless night with [Bm] the dawn.
[F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] Oh, _ [A] _ _ _ I wish I was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [D] _ Oh, _ [A] _ _ _ I [Bm] wish I was back home in _ Derry.
_ [A] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ [D] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ A demon's [D] land is hell for a man, [A] and out of his hole [Bm] life is slaved.
_ [F#m] _ [Bm] Climate as raw on [F#m] the gun makes the law, [A] neither wind nor rain can [Bm] ever brave.
[A] Twenty [E] years have gone by [D] now, and in my [A] heart, [E] my comrades' ghosts walk [F#m] behind me.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] Rebel I [D] can, I'll die [A] the same, on the cold winter [E] [A] night you [Bm] will find _ _ me.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ Oh, I _ [Bm] wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ [A] Oh, _ _ _ [Bm] I wish I was back home in Derry.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] Oh, _ _ _ [Bm] I wish I [A] was back home [Bm] in Derry.
_ [A] _ [D] Oh, [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] I wish I was back_ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _