Chords for Christy Moore "They Never Came Home" (1985)
Tempo:
95.575 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
B
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
The St.
Valentine's [A] Day comes around once a year,
[D] Our thoughts turn to love as the time [A] at the Rosney,
[D] When sweethearts and [G] darlings, husbands [D] and wives,
Pledge love and [A] devotion for the rest [D] of their lives.
[G] As the day turns to evening, [D] soon night time does fall,
Young people get ready for the [A] Valentine's ball.
As [D] the night rings with laughter, some families still moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never [D] came home.
[G] Have we [D] forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain?
The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who never came [D] home.
And it was down to the stardust they all made their [A] way,
The bouncers looked on as they lined up to pay.
The records were spinning, there was [D] dancing as well,
Just how the fire started [A] sure no one [D] can tell.
[G] In a matter of seconds [A] confusion did reign,
The rumours [D] and darkness fire exits were chained.
The [A] firefighters wept for they [D] could not hide,
Their sorrow and anger [A] for those left [D] inside.
[G]
Have we forgotten [D] the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain?
[D] The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who [D] never came home.
Throughout the city the bad news had spread,
There's a fire in the stardust with forty [A]-eight dead.
Hundreds of children [G] are injured and maimed,
[B] And all just [A] because the fire exits [D] were chained.
Our [G] leaders were shocked, grim statements were made,
They [F#] shed tears by the graves as the bodies were [A] laid.
[D] The injured have waited in vain for four years,
It seems like our leaders shed crocodile tears.
[G] Have we forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain?
The [D] mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never came home.
Half a million was paid in [D] solicitor's fees,
A fortune for the owner and [A] his family.
It's hard to [G] believe that not one [D] penny came
To the working class people who suffered the pain.
[G] The days turned to weeks [D] and the weeks turned to years,
Our laws favor the rich or so [A] it appears.
A mother still waits [G] for her [D] kids to come home,
Injustice breeds anger, that's what's been done.
[G]
Let us [D] remember the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain.
[D] The mothers and fathers forever to moan,
[A] The forty-eight children who never [D] came home.
[Bm]
Valentine's [A] Day comes around once a year,
[D] Our thoughts turn to love as the time [A] at the Rosney,
[D] When sweethearts and [G] darlings, husbands [D] and wives,
Pledge love and [A] devotion for the rest [D] of their lives.
[G] As the day turns to evening, [D] soon night time does fall,
Young people get ready for the [A] Valentine's ball.
As [D] the night rings with laughter, some families still moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never [D] came home.
[G] Have we [D] forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain?
The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who never came [D] home.
And it was down to the stardust they all made their [A] way,
The bouncers looked on as they lined up to pay.
The records were spinning, there was [D] dancing as well,
Just how the fire started [A] sure no one [D] can tell.
[G] In a matter of seconds [A] confusion did reign,
The rumours [D] and darkness fire exits were chained.
The [A] firefighters wept for they [D] could not hide,
Their sorrow and anger [A] for those left [D] inside.
[G]
Have we forgotten [D] the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain?
[D] The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who [D] never came home.
Throughout the city the bad news had spread,
There's a fire in the stardust with forty [A]-eight dead.
Hundreds of children [G] are injured and maimed,
[B] And all just [A] because the fire exits [D] were chained.
Our [G] leaders were shocked, grim statements were made,
They [F#] shed tears by the graves as the bodies were [A] laid.
[D] The injured have waited in vain for four years,
It seems like our leaders shed crocodile tears.
[G] Have we forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain?
The [D] mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never came home.
Half a million was paid in [D] solicitor's fees,
A fortune for the owner and [A] his family.
It's hard to [G] believe that not one [D] penny came
To the working class people who suffered the pain.
[G] The days turned to weeks [D] and the weeks turned to years,
Our laws favor the rich or so [A] it appears.
A mother still waits [G] for her [D] kids to come home,
Injustice breeds anger, that's what's been done.
[G]
Let us [D] remember the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain.
[D] The mothers and fathers forever to moan,
[A] The forty-eight children who never [D] came home.
[Bm]
Key:
D
A
G
B
F#
D
A
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The St.
Valentine's [A] Day comes around once a year,
[D] Our thoughts turn to love as the time [A] at the Rosney, _ _
[D] When sweethearts and [G] darlings, husbands [D] and wives,
Pledge love and [A] devotion for the rest [D] of their lives. _
[G] As the day turns to evening, [D] soon night time does fall,
Young people get ready for the [A] Valentine's ball.
As [D] the night rings with laughter, some families still moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never [D] came home. _ _
_ _ [G] Have we [D] forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain? _
_ _ The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who never came [D] home.
_ _ _ And it was down to the stardust they all made their [A] way,
The bouncers looked on as they lined up to pay.
_ _ _ The records were spinning, there was [D] dancing as well,
Just how the fire started [A] sure no one [D] can tell.
_ _ _ [G] In a matter of seconds [A] confusion did reign,
The rumours [D] and darkness fire exits were chained.
The _ [A] _ firefighters wept for they [D] could not hide,
Their sorrow and anger [A] for those left [D] inside.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Have we forgotten [D] the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain?
_ _ [D] The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who [D] never came home. _ _ _ _
Throughout the city the bad news had spread,
There's a fire in the stardust with forty [A]-eight dead. _ _ _
Hundreds of children [G] are injured and maimed,
[B] And all just [A] because the fire exits [D] were chained. _ _
Our [G] leaders were shocked, grim statements were made,
They [F#] shed tears by the graves as the bodies were [A] laid. _ _ _
_ [D] The injured have waited in vain for four years,
It seems like our leaders shed crocodile tears. _
_ _ _ [G] Have we forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain?
_ _ The [D] mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never came home.
_ _ _ Half a million was paid in [D] solicitor's fees,
A fortune for the owner and [A] his family.
_ _ It's hard to [G] believe that not one [D] penny came
To the working class people who suffered the pain.
_ _ _ _ [G] The days turned to weeks [D] and the weeks turned to years,
Our laws favor the rich or so [A] it appears.
_ _ A mother still waits [G] for her [D] kids to come home,
Injustice breeds anger, that's what's been done.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Let us [D] remember the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain. _ _ _
[D] The mothers and fathers forever to moan,
[A] The forty-eight children who never [D] came home. _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The St.
Valentine's [A] Day comes around once a year,
[D] Our thoughts turn to love as the time [A] at the Rosney, _ _
[D] When sweethearts and [G] darlings, husbands [D] and wives,
Pledge love and [A] devotion for the rest [D] of their lives. _
[G] As the day turns to evening, [D] soon night time does fall,
Young people get ready for the [A] Valentine's ball.
As [D] the night rings with laughter, some families still moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never [D] came home. _ _
_ _ [G] Have we [D] forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain? _
_ _ The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who never came [D] home.
_ _ _ And it was down to the stardust they all made their [A] way,
The bouncers looked on as they lined up to pay.
_ _ _ The records were spinning, there was [D] dancing as well,
Just how the fire started [A] sure no one [D] can tell.
_ _ _ [G] In a matter of seconds [A] confusion did reign,
The rumours [D] and darkness fire exits were chained.
The _ [A] _ firefighters wept for they [D] could not hide,
Their sorrow and anger [A] for those left [D] inside.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Have we forgotten [D] the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain?
_ _ [D] The mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight children [A] who [D] never came home. _ _ _ _
Throughout the city the bad news had spread,
There's a fire in the stardust with forty [A]-eight dead. _ _ _
Hundreds of children [G] are injured and maimed,
[B] And all just [A] because the fire exits [D] were chained. _ _
Our [G] leaders were shocked, grim statements were made,
They [F#] shed tears by the graves as the bodies were [A] laid. _ _ _
_ [D] The injured have waited in vain for four years,
It seems like our leaders shed crocodile tears. _
_ _ _ [G] Have we forgotten the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the fire in our [A] tain?
_ _ The [D] mothers and [G] fathers forever [D] to moan,
The forty-eight [A] children who never came home.
_ _ _ Half a million was paid in [D] solicitor's fees,
A fortune for the owner and [A] his family.
_ _ It's hard to [G] believe that not one [D] penny came
To the working class people who suffered the pain.
_ _ _ _ [G] The days turned to weeks [D] and the weeks turned to years,
Our laws favor the rich or so [A] it appears.
_ _ A mother still waits [G] for her [D] kids to come home,
Injustice breeds anger, that's what's been done.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Let us [D] remember the suffering and pain,
The survivors and the victims of the [A] fire in our tain. _ _ _
[D] The mothers and fathers forever to moan,
[A] The forty-eight children who never [D] came home. _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _