2 acessos
D Bm D Bm [Verse 1] D Bm What need you being come to sense D Bm But fumble in a greasy till D Bm And add the halfpence to the pence D Bm And prayer to shivering prayer until [Chorus 1] G#dim G You've dried the marrow from the bone D Bm For men were born to pray and save, pray and save G#dim G Romantic Ireland's dead and gone D Bm It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave [Verse 2] D Bm Yet they were of a different kind D Bm Those names that stilled your childish play D Bm They have gone about the world like wind D Bm But little time had they to pray [Chorus 2] G#dim G For whom the hangman's rope was spun D Bm And what, God help us, could they save, could they save? G#dim G Romantic Ireland's dead and gone D Bm It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave [Verse 3] D Bm Was it for this the wild geese spread? D Bm The grey wing upon every tide D Bm For this that all that blood was shed D Bm For this Fitzgerald died [Chorus 3] G#dim G And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone D Bm All that delirium of the brave of the brave G#dim G Romantic Ireland's dead and gone D Bm It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave [Verse 4] D Bm Yet could we turn the years again D Bm And we call those exiles as they were D Bm In all their loneliness and pain D Bm You'd cry: "Some woman's yellow hair..." [Chorus 4] G#dim G "Has maddened every mother's son" D Bm They weighed so lightly what they gave, what they gave G#dim G But let them be, they're dead and gone D Bm They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave G#dim G But let them be, they're dead and gone D Bm They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave G#dim G Romantic Ireland's dead and gone D Bm It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave D Bm In the grave, in the grave D Bm In the grave, in the grave D Bm In the grave, in the grave