Soft Rain Chords by Damien Dempsey
Tempo:
134.05 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Cm
Db
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm half feral out here on the edge of the city.
The dark of the country flirts [Gbm] and entices me.
[Abm] But I'm drawn to the flame of an Olivia's [Ab] domain,
like a moth to the light, to the city at night.
[Eb] I see the bus coming, [Db] and I [Cm] take off running,
[Eb] cause I can't stand to wait half an hour [Cm] in this headspace.
[Eb] I'm heading for them concrete cliffs.
[Cm] [Eb] Under neon [Dbm] moons keep about [Cm] you your wits.
[Ab] I'm scribbling away on the journey into town.
The bay and the hills are smoothing out my frown,
[Cm] and I realize that the [Eb] pen, it is [Cm] mightier than the sword,
and a punch never [G] hurt near as much [Cm] as a bad word.
[Ab] The pretty big houses, off to the right, they look so all alone.
[Cm] I wonder if their occupants are happy.
Status doesn't love [Eb] you, and money [Cm] won't phone.
[Fm] The bus pulls up on old Marlborough [Fm] Street.
See the big gang [Db] with the [Fm] rotten teeth.
Through [Eb] this concrete maze they will spend their days hunting,
powders and potions to [Cm] forget regret.
[Db] The liffy cuts the city, a meandering blue vein.
Ancient poetry echoes in soft rain down the [Eb] lanes.
I see you in the city, your face is everywhere.
All of our adventures reenacted so clear.
[Ab]
When you coming home, my [Fm]
friend?
Through all your paths and [F] streets [Eb] again.
[Db] When you coming, when you coming home, my [Eb] friend?
[Ab]
You coming home, my [Fm]
friend?
Through all our family again.
You [Db]
coming, when you coming [Ab] home,
[Db]
to [Eb] feel the soft rain sweet one day.
[Ab]
[Cm]
[Ab] Gentle rain is falling as I walk a golden mile.
A Georgian maze of genius, intellect gone wild.
[Cm] I dug into a pub, into a smoke to grapple Joyce.
The brown eyed [G] barmaid is humming, [Cm] and she is some voice.
[Ab] A few hours later, the whole place is singing.
They're following a woman, her eyes shut with emotion.
[Cm] Every sweet note is like the last she'd ever seen.
She finishes and her [Eb] audience, we [Cm] make the rappers ring.
[Fm] Different [Db] tribes, they are a [Fm] feast for my eyes.
Deep exotic [Db] languages, [Fm] guttural and ancient.
[Eb] The knowledge and the strength of these brand [Cm] new Irish
will temper our country, invigorate our community.
[Db] Humans flow and trickle through the cuts and caves of concrete.
Undercover artists paint and decorate the back street.
[Eb] Let's walk this maze together when you get back home.
I'll share this every minute, you'll only be on loan.
[Ab] I raise a can to Brendan on the banks of the Royal Canal.
The evening sun on the water is my beautiful pal.
[Fm] The sun has slipped down on this town for a thousand years.
And when it rises up, out of the Irish sea in the morning,
[Db] Liverpool is [Ab] yawning.
A golden lei and vei and snakes [Eb] up to Liffey to greet me.
Three clean or cheerful he winks at me.
Inside me, there's a [Ab] symphony.
As the sun stretches out across the black bog of Allum.
[Fm]
Traverses the broad majestic Shannon.
Creeps up the beautiful Burren, [Db]
Barron.
Across to the mystical [Ab] islands of Arran.
And sprinkles gold [Eb] dust over the ever young Atlantic Ocean.
I'm going in.
You coming?
[Ab]
When you're coming home, my [Eb] friend.
[Fm] On your paths and streets [F] again.
[Eb] [Ab] When you're coming, when you're [Db] coming home, my [Eb] friend.
[Ab]
When you're coming home, my [Fm]
friend.
Who all lost family again.
[Cm] [Db] When you're coming, when you're coming home.
[Ab] You'll [Eb] feel the soft rain, sweet one day.
[Ab] [Fm]
[Ab] [Db]
[Eb]
[Ab]
[Fm]
[Db]
[Eb]
[Ab]
[N]
The dark of the country flirts [Gbm] and entices me.
[Abm] But I'm drawn to the flame of an Olivia's [Ab] domain,
like a moth to the light, to the city at night.
[Eb] I see the bus coming, [Db] and I [Cm] take off running,
[Eb] cause I can't stand to wait half an hour [Cm] in this headspace.
[Eb] I'm heading for them concrete cliffs.
[Cm] [Eb] Under neon [Dbm] moons keep about [Cm] you your wits.
[Ab] I'm scribbling away on the journey into town.
The bay and the hills are smoothing out my frown,
[Cm] and I realize that the [Eb] pen, it is [Cm] mightier than the sword,
and a punch never [G] hurt near as much [Cm] as a bad word.
[Ab] The pretty big houses, off to the right, they look so all alone.
[Cm] I wonder if their occupants are happy.
Status doesn't love [Eb] you, and money [Cm] won't phone.
[Fm] The bus pulls up on old Marlborough [Fm] Street.
See the big gang [Db] with the [Fm] rotten teeth.
Through [Eb] this concrete maze they will spend their days hunting,
powders and potions to [Cm] forget regret.
[Db] The liffy cuts the city, a meandering blue vein.
Ancient poetry echoes in soft rain down the [Eb] lanes.
I see you in the city, your face is everywhere.
All of our adventures reenacted so clear.
[Ab]
When you coming home, my [Fm]
friend?
Through all your paths and [F] streets [Eb] again.
[Db] When you coming, when you coming home, my [Eb] friend?
[Ab]
You coming home, my [Fm]
friend?
Through all our family again.
You [Db]
coming, when you coming [Ab] home,
[Db]
to [Eb] feel the soft rain sweet one day.
[Ab]
[Cm]
[Ab] Gentle rain is falling as I walk a golden mile.
A Georgian maze of genius, intellect gone wild.
[Cm] I dug into a pub, into a smoke to grapple Joyce.
The brown eyed [G] barmaid is humming, [Cm] and she is some voice.
[Ab] A few hours later, the whole place is singing.
They're following a woman, her eyes shut with emotion.
[Cm] Every sweet note is like the last she'd ever seen.
She finishes and her [Eb] audience, we [Cm] make the rappers ring.
[Fm] Different [Db] tribes, they are a [Fm] feast for my eyes.
Deep exotic [Db] languages, [Fm] guttural and ancient.
[Eb] The knowledge and the strength of these brand [Cm] new Irish
will temper our country, invigorate our community.
[Db] Humans flow and trickle through the cuts and caves of concrete.
Undercover artists paint and decorate the back street.
[Eb] Let's walk this maze together when you get back home.
I'll share this every minute, you'll only be on loan.
[Ab] I raise a can to Brendan on the banks of the Royal Canal.
The evening sun on the water is my beautiful pal.
[Fm] The sun has slipped down on this town for a thousand years.
And when it rises up, out of the Irish sea in the morning,
[Db] Liverpool is [Ab] yawning.
A golden lei and vei and snakes [Eb] up to Liffey to greet me.
Three clean or cheerful he winks at me.
Inside me, there's a [Ab] symphony.
As the sun stretches out across the black bog of Allum.
[Fm]
Traverses the broad majestic Shannon.
Creeps up the beautiful Burren, [Db]
Barron.
Across to the mystical [Ab] islands of Arran.
And sprinkles gold [Eb] dust over the ever young Atlantic Ocean.
I'm going in.
You coming?
[Ab]
When you're coming home, my [Eb] friend.
[Fm] On your paths and streets [F] again.
[Eb] [Ab] When you're coming, when you're [Db] coming home, my [Eb] friend.
[Ab]
When you're coming home, my [Fm]
friend.
Who all lost family again.
[Cm] [Db] When you're coming, when you're coming home.
[Ab] You'll [Eb] feel the soft rain, sweet one day.
[Ab] [Fm]
[Ab] [Db]
[Eb]
[Ab]
[Fm]
[Db]
[Eb]
[Ab]
[N]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Cm
Db
Fm
Eb
Ab
Cm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm half feral out here on the edge of the city. _
The dark of the country flirts [Gbm] and entices me.
[Abm] But I'm drawn to the flame of an Olivia's [Ab] domain,
_ like a moth to the light, to the city at night.
_ _ _ [Eb] I see the bus coming, [Db] and I [Cm] take off running,
[Eb] cause I can't stand to wait half an hour [Cm] in this headspace.
[Eb] I'm heading for them concrete cliffs.
[Cm] _ _ [Eb] Under neon [Dbm] moons keep about [Cm] you your wits.
[Ab] I'm scribbling away on the journey into town.
The bay and the hills are smoothing out my frown,
[Cm] and I realize that the [Eb] pen, it is [Cm] mightier than the sword,
and a punch never [G] hurt near as much [Cm] as a bad word.
[Ab] The pretty big houses, _ off to the right, they look so all alone.
_ _ _ [Cm] I wonder if their occupants are happy.
_ _ _ Status doesn't love [Eb] you, and money [Cm] won't phone.
[Fm] The bus pulls up on old Marlborough [Fm] Street.
See the big gang [Db] with the [Fm] rotten teeth.
Through [Eb] this concrete maze they will spend their days hunting,
powders and potions to [Cm] forget regret.
[Db] The liffy cuts the city, a meandering blue vein.
Ancient poetry echoes in soft rain down the [Eb] lanes.
I see you in the city, your face is everywhere.
_ All of our adventures reenacted so clear.
[Ab] _ _
_ When you coming _ _ home, _ _ my _ [Fm] _ _
friend?
_ Through all your paths and [F] streets _ _ [Eb] again.
[Db] When you coming, when you coming _ home, _ _ _ _ my _ [Eb] friend?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
You _ _ coming home, _ _ _ _ my _ [Fm] _ _
friend?
_ Through all our family _ again.
_ You [Db] _
coming, when you coming _ [Ab] home,
_ [Db] _
_ _ _ _ to [Eb] feel the _ soft rain sweet one day.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Gentle rain is falling as I walk a golden mile.
A Georgian maze of genius, intellect gone wild.
[Cm] I dug into a pub, into a smoke to grapple Joyce.
The brown eyed [G] barmaid is humming, [Cm] and she is some voice.
[Ab] A few hours later, the whole place is singing.
They're following a woman, her eyes shut with emotion.
[Cm] Every sweet note is like the last she'd ever seen.
She finishes and her [Eb] audience, we [Cm] make the rappers ring.
[Fm] Different [Db] tribes, they are a [Fm] feast for my eyes.
Deep exotic [Db] languages, [Fm] guttural and ancient.
[Eb] The knowledge and the strength of these brand [Cm] new Irish
will temper our country, invigorate our community.
[Db] Humans flow and trickle through the cuts and caves of concrete. _
Undercover artists paint and decorate the back street.
[Eb] Let's walk this maze together when you get back home.
I'll share this every minute, you'll only be on loan.
[Ab] I raise a can to Brendan on the banks of the Royal Canal.
The evening sun on the water is my beautiful pal.
[Fm] The sun has slipped down on this town for a thousand years.
And when it rises up, out of the Irish sea in the morning,
[Db] _ _ Liverpool is [Ab] yawning.
A golden lei and vei and snakes [Eb] up to Liffey to greet me.
_ Three clean or cheerful he winks at me.
Inside me, there's a [Ab] symphony. _
_ _ _ _ As the sun stretches out across the black bog of Allum.
_ _ [Fm] _
Traverses the broad majestic Shannon. _ _
Creeps up the beautiful Burren, [Db] _
Barron.
Across to the mystical [Ab] islands of Arran.
_ And sprinkles gold [Eb] dust over the ever young Atlantic Ocean.
_ I'm going in.
_ You coming?
_ [Ab] _ _
_ _ When you're coming _ home, _ _ _ my _ [Eb] friend.
[Fm] _ _ _ On your paths and streets [F] again.
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] When you're coming, when you're [Db] coming _ home, _ _ _ _ my _ [Eb] friend.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ When you're coming _ _ home, _ _ my _ [Fm] _ _
friend.
_ Who all lost family _ again.
_ [Cm] _ [Db] When you're coming, when you're coming _ _ home. _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] You'll [Eb] feel the _ soft rain, sweet one day.
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
I'm half feral out here on the edge of the city. _
The dark of the country flirts [Gbm] and entices me.
[Abm] But I'm drawn to the flame of an Olivia's [Ab] domain,
_ like a moth to the light, to the city at night.
_ _ _ [Eb] I see the bus coming, [Db] and I [Cm] take off running,
[Eb] cause I can't stand to wait half an hour [Cm] in this headspace.
[Eb] I'm heading for them concrete cliffs.
[Cm] _ _ [Eb] Under neon [Dbm] moons keep about [Cm] you your wits.
[Ab] I'm scribbling away on the journey into town.
The bay and the hills are smoothing out my frown,
[Cm] and I realize that the [Eb] pen, it is [Cm] mightier than the sword,
and a punch never [G] hurt near as much [Cm] as a bad word.
[Ab] The pretty big houses, _ off to the right, they look so all alone.
_ _ _ [Cm] I wonder if their occupants are happy.
_ _ _ Status doesn't love [Eb] you, and money [Cm] won't phone.
[Fm] The bus pulls up on old Marlborough [Fm] Street.
See the big gang [Db] with the [Fm] rotten teeth.
Through [Eb] this concrete maze they will spend their days hunting,
powders and potions to [Cm] forget regret.
[Db] The liffy cuts the city, a meandering blue vein.
Ancient poetry echoes in soft rain down the [Eb] lanes.
I see you in the city, your face is everywhere.
_ All of our adventures reenacted so clear.
[Ab] _ _
_ When you coming _ _ home, _ _ my _ [Fm] _ _
friend?
_ Through all your paths and [F] streets _ _ [Eb] again.
[Db] When you coming, when you coming _ home, _ _ _ _ my _ [Eb] friend?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
You _ _ coming home, _ _ _ _ my _ [Fm] _ _
friend?
_ Through all our family _ again.
_ You [Db] _
coming, when you coming _ [Ab] home,
_ [Db] _
_ _ _ _ to [Eb] feel the _ soft rain sweet one day.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Gentle rain is falling as I walk a golden mile.
A Georgian maze of genius, intellect gone wild.
[Cm] I dug into a pub, into a smoke to grapple Joyce.
The brown eyed [G] barmaid is humming, [Cm] and she is some voice.
[Ab] A few hours later, the whole place is singing.
They're following a woman, her eyes shut with emotion.
[Cm] Every sweet note is like the last she'd ever seen.
She finishes and her [Eb] audience, we [Cm] make the rappers ring.
[Fm] Different [Db] tribes, they are a [Fm] feast for my eyes.
Deep exotic [Db] languages, [Fm] guttural and ancient.
[Eb] The knowledge and the strength of these brand [Cm] new Irish
will temper our country, invigorate our community.
[Db] Humans flow and trickle through the cuts and caves of concrete. _
Undercover artists paint and decorate the back street.
[Eb] Let's walk this maze together when you get back home.
I'll share this every minute, you'll only be on loan.
[Ab] I raise a can to Brendan on the banks of the Royal Canal.
The evening sun on the water is my beautiful pal.
[Fm] The sun has slipped down on this town for a thousand years.
And when it rises up, out of the Irish sea in the morning,
[Db] _ _ Liverpool is [Ab] yawning.
A golden lei and vei and snakes [Eb] up to Liffey to greet me.
_ Three clean or cheerful he winks at me.
Inside me, there's a [Ab] symphony. _
_ _ _ _ As the sun stretches out across the black bog of Allum.
_ _ [Fm] _
Traverses the broad majestic Shannon. _ _
Creeps up the beautiful Burren, [Db] _
Barron.
Across to the mystical [Ab] islands of Arran.
_ And sprinkles gold [Eb] dust over the ever young Atlantic Ocean.
_ I'm going in.
_ You coming?
_ [Ab] _ _
_ _ When you're coming _ home, _ _ _ my _ [Eb] friend.
[Fm] _ _ _ On your paths and streets [F] again.
_ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] When you're coming, when you're [Db] coming _ home, _ _ _ _ my _ [Eb] friend.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ When you're coming _ _ home, _ _ my _ [Fm] _ _
friend.
_ Who all lost family _ again.
_ [Cm] _ [Db] When you're coming, when you're coming _ _ home. _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] You'll [Eb] feel the _ soft rain, sweet one day.
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _