Chords for Erin Grá Ma Chrói (Ireland Of My Heart)
Tempo:
127.25 bpm
Chords used:
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F#m
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A
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Oh, Herren, Grom, McCree,
You're the dear old land to me,
fairest that my eyes dare [E] behold,
You're the [A] land St.
You're the bright star [D]
of the way,
You're that dear [E] little isle so far [A]
away.
You're the dear old land to me,
fairest that my eyes dare [E] behold,
You're the [A] land St.
You're the bright star [D]
of the way,
You're that dear [E] little isle so far [A]
away.
100% ➙ 127BPM
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F#m
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E
_ Oh, _ _ Herren, Grom, _ McCree, _ _ _ _
You're the dear old land to me,
_ _ _ _ You're the _ fairest that my eyes dare _ _ [E] behold, _ _
_ _ _ _ You're the [A] land St.
_ Patrick _ blessed, _
_ You're the bright star [D] _
of the way, _ _ _ _
You're that dear _ _ [E] little isle so far _ [A]
away. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
At [F#] the setting of the sun and [D] my longest work [A] was done,
_ [F#m] I rambled down [E] the seashore for [D] a _ while,
[E] _ _
And [F#m] I, [E] being [D] all alone, I [A] sat down upon [F#] a stone
[D] For to gaze [E] upon the seas [A] of New York. _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh, [F#m] Herren, Grom, McCree,
[E] You're [D] the dear old land [A] to me,
[F#m] You're the fairest that my eyes [E] have ever _ seen,
_ _ And [F#m] if ever I [D] go home, [A] it's from you I never will roam,
_ You're [A] my _ only [E] land _ [D] so far _ away.
With [F#m] the turf fire burning bright [A] on [D] a cold, dark [A] winter's night,
[F#m] And the snowflakes falling gently to [D] the ground,
_ _ _ [E] When [F#m] St.
Patrick's Day [D] has come,
[A] My thoughts will [F#m] carry me home
[D] To that dear [E] little isle [D] so far _ away.
_ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] Oh, Herren, _ Grom, [A] McCree,
You're the [D] dear old land to me,
[F#m] You're the fairest that my eyes [E] have [D] ever seen, _ _
_ [E] _ You're [F#m] the land St.
Patrick [D] blessed,
_ [A] You're the bright star [D] of the west,
_ _ [A] You're that dear _ [E] little isle so far [F#m] _
away.
_ _ _ _ _ Oh, the day that I departed _ broke _ [D] _ _ my [F#m] mother's _ heart,
_ Will I ever see my dear [E] ones _ [D] anymore?
_ _ _ Not _ _ _
[F#m] until [E] my bones [D] are _ laid in that [A] cold and silent [F#m] grave,
_ _ _ In my [D] _
own [E] native land _ _ so _ [D] far _ away. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, [F#m] Herren, Grom, McCree, _
_ [D] You're the dear old land [A] to me,
_ [F#m] You're the fairest that my eyes have [D] ever _ _ seen, _
And [F#m] if ever I [D] go home,
_ [A] It's from you I never [D] will roam,
You're [A] my only _ [E] land _ _ so [F#m] far away.
_ _ _ _ [C#m] You're [D] my _ only _ [E] land _ _ so _ _ _ [F#m]
far away. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
You're the dear old land to me,
_ _ _ _ You're the _ fairest that my eyes dare _ _ [E] behold, _ _
_ _ _ _ You're the [A] land St.
_ Patrick _ blessed, _
_ You're the bright star [D] _
of the way, _ _ _ _
You're that dear _ _ [E] little isle so far _ [A]
away. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
At [F#] the setting of the sun and [D] my longest work [A] was done,
_ [F#m] I rambled down [E] the seashore for [D] a _ while,
[E] _ _
And [F#m] I, [E] being [D] all alone, I [A] sat down upon [F#] a stone
[D] For to gaze [E] upon the seas [A] of New York. _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh, [F#m] Herren, Grom, McCree,
[E] You're [D] the dear old land [A] to me,
[F#m] You're the fairest that my eyes [E] have ever _ seen,
_ _ And [F#m] if ever I [D] go home, [A] it's from you I never will roam,
_ You're [A] my _ only [E] land _ [D] so far _ away.
With [F#m] the turf fire burning bright [A] on [D] a cold, dark [A] winter's night,
[F#m] And the snowflakes falling gently to [D] the ground,
_ _ _ [E] When [F#m] St.
Patrick's Day [D] has come,
[A] My thoughts will [F#m] carry me home
[D] To that dear [E] little isle [D] so far _ away.
_ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] Oh, Herren, _ Grom, [A] McCree,
You're the [D] dear old land to me,
[F#m] You're the fairest that my eyes [E] have [D] ever seen, _ _
_ [E] _ You're [F#m] the land St.
Patrick [D] blessed,
_ [A] You're the bright star [D] of the west,
_ _ [A] You're that dear _ [E] little isle so far [F#m] _
away.
_ _ _ _ _ Oh, the day that I departed _ broke _ [D] _ _ my [F#m] mother's _ heart,
_ Will I ever see my dear [E] ones _ [D] anymore?
_ _ _ Not _ _ _
[F#m] until [E] my bones [D] are _ laid in that [A] cold and silent [F#m] grave,
_ _ _ In my [D] _
own [E] native land _ _ so _ [D] far _ away. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, [F#m] Herren, Grom, McCree, _
_ [D] You're the dear old land [A] to me,
_ [F#m] You're the fairest that my eyes have [D] ever _ _ seen, _
And [F#m] if ever I [D] go home,
_ [A] It's from you I never [D] will roam,
You're [A] my only _ [E] land _ _ so [F#m] far away.
_ _ _ _ [C#m] You're [D] my _ only _ [E] land _ _ so _ _ _ [F#m]
far away. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _