Chords for The Old Bog Road Finbar Furey

[E] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
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My feet [B] are here [E] on Broadway, _ This blessed time, [B] this morn, _
_ [A] And all the [E] ache that's in [C#m] them, [E] For the spot [B] where I [E] was born.
My weary [B] hands [E] are _ blistered from work in cold [B] and heat,
_ [A] But all to sweet [E] a sight [C#m] again [E] in [B] fields of [E] Irish wheat.
For _ [A] I'd a chance [C#m] to wander back, [A] Around [F#m] the [B] King's boat,
_ [E] So soon [G#m] I'd see [A] the hot [F#] arms breathe [B] By the hours [E] gone wrong.
_ _ _ When _ I [B] was young [E] and restless, _ My mind was ill [B] at ease,
_ [A] Through dreaming [E] of [C#m] America [E] And its [B] _ [E] glorious sea.
_ Oh sorrow, [B] take [E] them money, _ _ It's hard to [B] get the same.
_ [A] And what's this word [E] to a [C#m] need man, [E] When no [B] one speaks [E] his name?
_ _ I've had [A] my day, [C#m] and here I am, [A] Building [F#m] bricks [B] by the loam,
_ [E] A long [G#m] three [A] thousand miles [F#] away [B] From the old _ [E] ballroom. _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[F#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[G#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
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Should this [B] life's a weary [E] puzzle _ Pass by me out [B] by man,
_ [A] I'll leave this life [E] for its [C#m] worth, [E] I'll do [B] the best [E] I can.
_ Since no one [B] cares, [E] I rush for me, I need not [B] wait no more, _
[A] I go my way, [E] and draw [C#m] my pain, [E] And smoke [B] my pipe [E] _ alone.
Each human [B] heart [C#m] must now scream, [A] Though little [F#m] be [Em] slow,
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[E] So God [G#m] be with [A] you, [F#] I [B] and the old [E] ballroom.
So God [G#m] be with [A] you, [F#] I and _ _ _ [B] _ the old _ _ [E] ballroom. _ _ _ _ _
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