Chords for Donie Nolan sings The Boys of Barr na Sráide
Tempo:
105.925 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Eb
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Abm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The [Ab] town which lines the [Eb] mountain and looks upon the sea
At sleep and time are awaking, it is dead I [Db] long to be
To walk again those kindly streets, the place my life began
With the boys of Barnastra who hunted far
With cudgel stout we roamed the gates rolling
We searched for [Abm] birds in every forest from litter to duning
We jumped for joy beneath the sky, life [Db] held no revise
In Barnastra, a hunting field
[Ab] And when the hills were bleeding and the rifles were fling
To the rebel homes of Kerry, the Saxon stranger came
What a boy, so beat the old sea and fall
Where once boys in Barnastra hid
A hunt, here's a hand to feed
Those lads who laughed with me
Ride the growth round Calanriefa or the slopes of Beneteel
Come Dolly and Bat and Dee, the Sheehans come and dine
Those boys from Barn who hunted far
[N] But now they toil on Farnsile where they have gone their way
Deep in the heart of London town
I am who sing their deeds and praise them while I can
Those boys from Barnastra who hunted far
[Eb] [N] [G]
At sleep and time are awaking, it is dead I [Db] long to be
To walk again those kindly streets, the place my life began
With the boys of Barnastra who hunted far
With cudgel stout we roamed the gates rolling
We searched for [Abm] birds in every forest from litter to duning
We jumped for joy beneath the sky, life [Db] held no revise
In Barnastra, a hunting field
[Ab] And when the hills were bleeding and the rifles were fling
To the rebel homes of Kerry, the Saxon stranger came
What a boy, so beat the old sea and fall
Where once boys in Barnastra hid
A hunt, here's a hand to feed
Those lads who laughed with me
Ride the growth round Calanriefa or the slopes of Beneteel
Come Dolly and Bat and Dee, the Sheehans come and dine
Those boys from Barn who hunted far
[N] But now they toil on Farnsile where they have gone their way
Deep in the heart of London town
I am who sing their deeds and praise them while I can
Those boys from Barnastra who hunted far
[Eb] [N] [G]
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The [Ab] town which lines the [Eb] _ mountain _ and _ looks upon the sea
_ At sleep and time _ are awaking, _ it is dead I [Db] long to be
_ To walk again _ those kindly _ _ streets, the _ _ place my life began
_ _ With the boys of _ _ Barnastra _ who _ _ _ _ hunted far
_ _ _ _ With cudgel stout _ we roamed _ _ _ _ _ _ _ the gates rolling
_ _ We searched for [Abm] birds _ in every _ _ forest from litter _ to duning
_ We jumped for joy beneath the _ sky, life _ [Db] held no _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ revise
In _ Barnastra, _ _ _ _ _ a hunting _ _ field
[Ab] _ _ And when the hills were bleeding _ and the _ rifles _ were fling
_ To the _ rebel homes _ of Kerry, the _ _ Saxon _ _ _ stranger came _
What a boy, _ so beat the old _ sea _ and fall
_ _ _ _ _ Where once boys in _ _ Barnastra hid
_ _ A hunt, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ here's a hand _ to _ _ _ feed
Those lads who laughed with _ me
Ride the _ growth round _ _ _ _ Calanriefa or the _ slopes of _ _ _ Beneteel
Come _ Dolly and Bat _ and Dee, the _ _ _ Sheehans come and dine
_ Those boys from _ Barn _ _ _ _ who _ hunted far _ _ _ _
[N] But now they toil _ on _ _ _ _ Farnsile where they have gone _ their way
_ Deep in the heart of London _ _ town
I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ am who _ _ _ _ _ sing _ their deeds and _ praise them _ while I _ can
_ Those boys from _ Barnastra _ _ _ who _ _ hunted far
_ [Eb] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ At sleep and time _ are awaking, _ it is dead I [Db] long to be
_ To walk again _ those kindly _ _ streets, the _ _ place my life began
_ _ With the boys of _ _ Barnastra _ who _ _ _ _ hunted far
_ _ _ _ With cudgel stout _ we roamed _ _ _ _ _ _ _ the gates rolling
_ _ We searched for [Abm] birds _ in every _ _ forest from litter _ to duning
_ We jumped for joy beneath the _ sky, life _ [Db] held no _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ revise
In _ Barnastra, _ _ _ _ _ a hunting _ _ field
[Ab] _ _ And when the hills were bleeding _ and the _ rifles _ were fling
_ To the _ rebel homes _ of Kerry, the _ _ Saxon _ _ _ stranger came _
What a boy, _ so beat the old _ sea _ and fall
_ _ _ _ _ Where once boys in _ _ Barnastra hid
_ _ A hunt, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ here's a hand _ to _ _ _ feed
Those lads who laughed with _ me
Ride the _ growth round _ _ _ _ Calanriefa or the _ slopes of _ _ _ Beneteel
Come _ Dolly and Bat _ and Dee, the _ _ _ Sheehans come and dine
_ Those boys from _ Barn _ _ _ _ who _ hunted far _ _ _ _
[N] But now they toil _ on _ _ _ _ Farnsile where they have gone _ their way
_ Deep in the heart of London _ _ town
I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ am who _ _ _ _ _ sing _ their deeds and _ praise them _ while I _ can
_ Those boys from _ Barnastra _ _ _ who _ _ hunted far
_ [Eb] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _