Chords for Eire Og - Boys of the old brigade

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O Father, why [C] were you so sad, [G] on this Christ Easter [D] month? _
[G] When I listened of bells [C] on the cross, [G] all [D] around me they [G] were hung.
_ [D] O Son, I see in my views of you, a power [C] of [D] destiny great.
_ [G] When we [B] assist [C] on the last day's year, [B] I join the [A] eye [G] of heaven.
_ [D] Where are the larks, whistled by fair, [G] when history [C] [D] was made?
_ _ [G] O love, I pray, [C] I long to see, [Bm] the voice of the old [G]
Magae.
_ Our hills and ploughs, [C] the coast and waters, [G] were barred by one [D] man's bow.
[G] And how the [C] gladdened brave young man, she [D] laughs when her iron hose [G] called.
But [D] it was not a row, a go, who faced the twirl, [G] the old [C] Magae [D] that knew.
And [G] by my side, it was a [C] knee high, [G] so that iron, [D] the fight, may [G] break.
_ [D] Where are the larks, whistled by fair, when [C] history [D] was made?
[G] O love, I pray, [C] I long to see, [G] the [D] voice of the old _ [G] Magae. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [C] Will everybody [G] sing their last verse for this?
[D] _ [G] _ _ _ O love, O Son, [D] [C] I told you I, [G] on each man of [Dm] my side,
_ _ [G] I ride for a [B] toll, [C] my cart is low, [G] of God all days come by.
_ [D] I can command the far-send man, [G] for the rifle [C]
and [D] the day.
But the [G] brave haven't drink, the [C] larks have [G] sleep, from the [D] lungs of the old [G] Magae.
Everybody!
[D] Where are the larks, whistled by fair, [G] when _ history [D] was made?
_ _ O love, [G]
I pray, [C] I long to see, [G] the voice of the old Magae.
Here they come, the Magae, _
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_ _ _ _ in _ iron's fight, for freedom's voice,
the dark of [D] day that's past.
_ [G] For freedom's name, [C] a still to long, [G] even the weary and lost hearts,
_ [D] of fighting's their [G] chance, [Em] until the end, [G] of my war, [C] you [D] cannot fail.
_ [G] You know, we [C] went, all on a [G] lark, our hearts, like plumbed-up tails.
_ We came, to wear a [C] helmet, the [G] last of the arms, made [D] of steel.
_ _ [G] Salt and kale, made of bone, the big blood, still not killed.
So [D] we held the edge, [G] the target [Em] in place, [G] the [C] totem [D] of our daily.
_ [G] And that's another [C] reason, why [G] they keep our lives, their common place. _ _ _ _ _
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[D] And there we [G] are. _ _ _ _
[B] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] Yee-haw!
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[G] Yee-haw!
Yee [D]-haw!
Yee-haw!
The fight, [C] you all, it's here, [G] the gods, they're on [D] our side.
_ [G] The jail, can break [C] our brave young [G] men, the prison, can lock their eyes.
_ [D] _ For England knows, [G] the big [Em] blood fears, [G] a [C] fearless [D] northern male.
_ [G] _ And that's another [C] _ reason, why they [G] keep our lives, their common jail.
_ _ [D] For England knows, [G] [D] the big [Em] blood fears, [G] a [C] fearless [D] northern male.
_ [G] And that's [C] another reason, why they [G] keep our lives, their common jail.
_ Yes, that's another [C] reason, why we [G] feel [D] that, our [G] common jail.
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_ Thanks very much, thank you.
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