There Were Roses Chords by Cara Dillon

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_ My song for you this evening, _ [E] it's not [F#] to make [B] you sad,
Nor for adding to the [F#]
sorrows [E] of our [D#m] troubled [B] northern land.
But lately I've been thinking, _ [E] and it just [D#m] won't leave [B] my mind,
I'll tell you of [F#] two friends one time, [G#] who were both good [B] friends of mine.
_ Now Isaac, he was Protestant, [E] and Sean [B] was Catholic _ -born,
But it never _ [F#] made a difference, [C#m] for the friendship, [F#] it [B] was strong.
And sometimes in the evening, _ [E] when we heard [F#] the sound [B] of drums,
We said it won't [F#] divide us, [E] we will [F#] always be [B] as one.
_ There _ [E] were _
_ _ [G#m] roses, _ [D#m] _ [E] _ _
_ _ [D#m] roses, _ [C#m] there were _ _ [B] roses, _ _ _ _
_ And the tears [D#m] of a people [E] ran together. _ _ _
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_ [B] It was on a Sunday morning, _ [E] when the [F#] awful news [B] came round,
_ _ _ Another [F#] killing had been done, [E] just [F#] outside [B] Eurie time.
We knew that Isaac danced up there, [C#m] we knew [B] he liked the band,
_ But when we heard [F#] that he was dead, [E] we just could [F#] not _ [B] understand.
_ And fear had filled the countryside, there was [E] fear [D#m] in [B] every home.
_ When late at night [F#] a car came, [E] prowling round [B] the Ryan Road,
A Catholic would be killed tonight, [E] to [F#] even up [B] the score.
_ Oh Christ, it's young [F#] _
MacDonald, [E] they have taken [F#] from [B] the door.
There [E] were _ _ _ [D#m] roses, _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [D#m] roses, there [E] were _ _ _ [B] roses,
_ _ _ _ _ And the tears of a people [E] ran together.
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Isaac was my friend, he cried, [E] he begged [F#] them with [B] his tears,
But centuries [F#] of hatred, [E] how the [F#] ears that do [B] not hear.
_ An eye for an eye, _ [E] it was all [F#] that filled [B] their minds,
And another eye [F#] for another eye, [E] till _
[F#] everyone [B] is blind.
Now I don't know where the moral is, or where this song should end,
But I wonder just how many wars were [E] fought between [B] good friends.
And those who give the orders, [C#] are not the ones [B] to die.
_ It's God and young _ [F#] MacDonald, and the likes of you and [B] _ I. _ _
There [E] were _ _ _ [B] roses, _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [D#m] roses, _ [E] there were _ _ [B] _ roses,
_ _ _ _ _ And the tears of a people _ [E] ran together.
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_ And the tears of a people [E] ran together. _ _ _
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