Chords for Christy Moore - The Curragh Of Kildare

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_ _ _ But the winter it is past, and [F] the summers come at [G]
last, _ _ _ _
And the birds they are singing in the _ trees.
_ _ _ All their little hearts [C] are glad, [F] _
but mine is [G] very sad,
_ _ _ _ For [C] my true [F] love is far away [G] from me, _ _ _ _ And its thread I will [C] repair [F] to the core of [G] today.
_ _ _ _ For [C] its dare I'll [F] find tidings of [G] my dear, _ _ _ _ Who grows upon [C] the brier by [F] the water [G] running clear,
_ _ _ Brings joy to the linnet and the bee. _
_ _ All their little hearts [C] are blessed, [F] but mine is not [G] at rest,
_ _ _ _ For [C] my true [F] love is absent [G] from me, _ _ _ _ And its thread I will [C] repair [F] to the core of till [G] there.
_ _ _ _ For [C] its dare I'll [F] find tidings of [G] my dear, _ _ _ _ _ All you who [C] are in love _ [F]
and cannot it [G] remove. _
_ _ _ _ I pity the pains that you endure, _ _ _ _ For experience lets [C] me know [F] that your hearts are full [G] of _ woe,
_ _ And [C] the woe that [F] no mortal can [G] knew. _ _
_ _ And its thread I will [C] repair [F] to the core of [G] till there.
_ _ _ For its dare I'll [F] find tidings of my [G] dear, _
_ _ And its thread I will [C] repair _ [F]
to the core of [G] till there. _ _ _ _
[C] For its dare I'll find [F] _
tidings of [G] my dear. _
_ _ _ _ All hail!
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