Chords for Bert Hare - I'm Dying, Mother

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_ _ _ _ On one summer eve as the sun was setting, the _ _ wind blew soft and cold.
A young man lay on the bed of fever and care stood in his eye.
I'm dying mother, I'm surely _ dying [D] and _ [C] _
hell is my awful dying.
Take my _ hand and press it tight for my heart is sad with pain.
The other night as I left the meeting, [Am] the _ _ spirit [C] set me free.
Said not tonight but next week only I must go and dance with the gay.
After this I'll get converted [Am] and _ be a Christian bride.
_ But at last too [C] late I see the folly of saying not tonight.
I'm dying mother, I'm surely dying and [Am] _ hell is my [C] awful dying.
Take _ _ my hand and press it tight for my heart is sad with pain. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ After this I'll get converted [D] and be a Christian bride. _
But at [F] _ last too [C] late I see the folly of saying not tonight.
_ _ Mother dear, go and tell my comrade [Am] not to do [D]
as I have done.
_ When the [Am] _
_ [D] spirit _ [C] calls do not reject him or put him off in thought.
I'm dying mother, I'm surely dying [Am] and _ hell is my awful dying.
_ Take my [C] _
hand and press it tight for my heart is sad with pain. _ _ _ _ _
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