Chords for Son of Ireland

Tempo:
97.6 bpm
Chords used:

F

Fm

Bb

Db

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Show Tuner
Son of Ireland chords
Start Jamming...
[F]
I woke up in my cell today For walls where I'm confined
[Bb] With shackles on my [F] wrist and feet They cannot chain my mind
[Bbm] For I was born a patriot Of scholars and of saints
I'll be a [F] son of Ireland Until my [Fm] dying day
[F] Born unto a father Who would work till his hands bled
I watched those war-cat soldiers Remove him from his bed
And fill him full of [Bbm] rounds Until they left him where he lay
[F] He was a son of Ireland [F] Until his dying day
I think of my [Gm] poor brother [Fm] Who gave his life to free
[F] The people of his [Fm] home Where he [F] grew up, just him and [Fm] me
[Db] And I weep because [G] I cannot go [Fm] And sit beside [Bb] his grave
[F] He was a son of Ireland Until his dying day
To all my active comrades [Fm] So fearless [F] volunteers
Your names and acts of [Fm] deviance Will whisper through [F] the [Fm] years
[Db] They rid our [G] land of iron [Fm] hands Is what the youth [Bb] will [Fm] say
[F] Are you all were sons of Ireland Until your dying day
And all the men that went before From Connolly to [Fm] Sands
We did our [F] best to ensure [Fm] Your names would always last
[Db] From the [G] GPO and forward [F] course To the H-blocks where you lay
You all were sons of Ireland Until your dying day
They opened up my cell today [Fm] To find it was [F] my last
[Fm] For in the [F] night I passed [Fm] away Skin and [F] bone and [Fm] rags
[Db] And I spoke to [G] God and he told me, son [Bbm] There's one thing [Bb] left to say
[Fm]
You were a son of Ireland Today [F] is your dying day
Key:  
F
134211111
Fm
123111111
Bb
12341111
Db
12341114
G
2131
F
134211111
Fm
123111111
Bb
12341111
Show All Diagrams
Chords
NotesBeta
Download PDF
Download Midi
Edit This Version
Hide Lyrics Hint
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _
I woke up in my cell today For walls where I'm confined
[Bb] With shackles on my [F] wrist and feet They cannot chain my mind
[Bbm] For I was born a patriot Of scholars and of saints
I'll be a [F] son of Ireland Until my [Fm] dying day _
[F] Born unto a father Who would work till his hands bled
I watched those war-cat soldiers Remove him from his bed
And fill him full of [Bbm] rounds Until they left him where he lay
[F] He was a son of Ireland [F] Until his dying day
I think of my [Gm] poor brother [Fm] Who gave his life to free
[F] The people of his [Fm] home Where he [F] grew up, just him and [Fm] me
[Db] And I weep because [G] I cannot go [Fm] And sit beside [Bb] his grave
[F] He was a son of Ireland Until his dying day
To all my active comrades [Fm] So fearless _ [F] volunteers
Your names and acts of _ [Fm] deviance Will whisper through [F] the [Fm] years
[Db] They rid our [G] land of iron [Fm] hands Is what the youth [Bb] will [Fm] say
[F] Are you all were sons of Ireland Until your dying day
And all the men that went before From Connolly to [Fm] Sands
We did our [F] best to ensure [Fm] Your names would always last
[Db] From the _ [G] GPO and forward [F] course To the H-blocks where you lay
You all were sons of Ireland Until your dying day
They opened up my cell today [Fm] To find it was [F] my last
[Fm] For in the [F] night I passed [Fm] away Skin and [F] bone and [Fm] rags
[Db] And I spoke to [G] God and he told me, son [Bbm] There's one thing [Bb] left to say
[Fm]
You were a son of Ireland Today [F] is your dying day
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _