Chords for Erin Grá mo Chroí Annmarie O'Riordan
Tempo:
101.8 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
E
F#m
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A]
O'er the Nairn and Gramercy,
You're that dear old land to me,
You're the fairest that mine eyes today [Bm] behold,
[E] You're the [A] land St.
Patrick's land,
You're the bright star of the night,
You're that dear little [E] isle so [D] far away,
[F#m] At the setting of the sun,
[D] When my long day's [A] work was done,
[F#m] I rambled [D] down the seashore for [Bm] a [E] while,
[F#m] And I, being [E] [D] all alone,
I [A] sat down upon [D] a stone,
Far to [A] gaze upon [E] the scenes of [D] New York.
[F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
You're that [A] dear old land to me,
[E] [F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen,
[E] And [F#m] if
[G#] [D] I go home, [A] it's from you I never [D] will know,
[A] You're my own [E] native land so [Bm] [D] far away.
[F#m] With the tar fire burning bright,
[D] On the cold, dark [A] winter's night,
[E] [F#m] And the snowflakes [G#] [D] falling gently to [Bm] the ground,
[E] When [F#m] St.
Patrick's Day [D] has come,
[A] My thoughts will [D] carry me home,
[A] To that dear [E] little isle [A] [D] so far away.
[F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
You're [A] that dear old land to me,
[F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen,
[E] You're [F#m] the land St.
Patrick [D] blessed,
You're [A] the bright star of [D] the West,
[A] You're that dear [E] little isle [A] so [D] far away.
[F#m]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m]
[D] [Bm]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm] [D] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [A] [D]
On [F#m] the day that I [D] did pile,
[A] It broke my mother's heart,
[F#m] Will I ever see my [D] dear ones [Bm] anymore?
[E] Not [F#m] until my bones [D] are laid,
On [A] that cold and [D] silent grave,
In [A] my own [E] native land [C#m] so [D] far away.
[F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
You're [A] that dear old land to me,
[E] You're [F#m] the fairest that [D] mine eyes have ever [Bm] seen,
[E] And [F#m] if ever I [D] call it [A] from you, I never will,
[D] You're [A] my own [E] native land so [D] far away.
[F#m] You're my own [E] native land [D] so far away.
O'er the Nairn and Gramercy,
You're that dear old land to me,
You're the fairest that mine eyes today [Bm] behold,
[E] You're the [A] land St.
Patrick's land,
You're the bright star of the night,
You're that dear little [E] isle so [D] far away,
[F#m] At the setting of the sun,
[D] When my long day's [A] work was done,
[F#m] I rambled [D] down the seashore for [Bm] a [E] while,
[F#m] And I, being [E] [D] all alone,
I [A] sat down upon [D] a stone,
Far to [A] gaze upon [E] the scenes of [D] New York.
[F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
You're that [A] dear old land to me,
[E] [F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen,
[E] And [F#m] if
[G#] [D] I go home, [A] it's from you I never [D] will know,
[A] You're my own [E] native land so [Bm] [D] far away.
[F#m] With the tar fire burning bright,
[D] On the cold, dark [A] winter's night,
[E] [F#m] And the snowflakes [G#] [D] falling gently to [Bm] the ground,
[E] When [F#m] St.
Patrick's Day [D] has come,
[A] My thoughts will [D] carry me home,
[A] To that dear [E] little isle [A] [D] so far away.
[F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
You're [A] that dear old land to me,
[F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen,
[E] You're [F#m] the land St.
Patrick [D] blessed,
You're [A] the bright star of [D] the West,
[A] You're that dear [E] little isle [A] so [D] far away.
[F#m]
[D] [A]
[E] [F#m]
[D] [Bm]
[E] [F#m]
[Bm] [D] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [A] [D]
On [F#m] the day that I [D] did pile,
[A] It broke my mother's heart,
[F#m] Will I ever see my [D] dear ones [Bm] anymore?
[E] Not [F#m] until my bones [D] are laid,
On [A] that cold and [D] silent grave,
In [A] my own [E] native land [C#m] so [D] far away.
[F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
You're [A] that dear old land to me,
[E] You're [F#m] the fairest that [D] mine eyes have ever [Bm] seen,
[E] And [F#m] if ever I [D] call it [A] from you, I never will,
[D] You're [A] my own [E] native land so [D] far away.
[F#m] You're my own [E] native land [D] so far away.
Key:
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ O'er the Nairn and _ Gramercy, _ _ _
_ You're that dear old land to me,
_ _ _ You're the _ fairest that mine eyes today [Bm] behold,
_ [E] _ _ _ _ You're the [A] land St.
_ Patrick's land,
_ You're the bright star of _ _ the night,
You're that dear _ little [E] _ isle _ so [D] far away, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] At the setting of the sun,
[D] When my long day's [A] work was done,
_ [F#m] I rambled [D] down the seashore for [Bm] a _ _ [E] while,
_ _ [F#m] And I, being [E] [D] all alone,
I [A] sat down upon [D] a stone,
Far to [A] gaze upon [E] the scenes of [D] New York. _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ O'er the Nairn and [D] _ Gramercy,
You're that [A] dear old land to me,
[E] [F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen,
_ [E] _ _ And [F#m] if _ _
[G#] [D] I go home, [A] it's from you I never [D] will know,
_ [A] You're my own [E] native land so [Bm] [D] far away.
_ _ _ [F#m] With the tar fire burning _ bright,
[D] On the cold, dark [A] winter's night,
_ [E] [F#m] And the snowflakes [G#] [D] falling gently to [Bm] the ground, _
_ [E] _ _ When [F#m] St.
Patrick's Day [D] has _ come,
[A] My thoughts will [D] carry me home,
_ [A] To that _ dear [E] little isle [A] [D] so far away.
_ _ [F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
_ You're [A] that dear old land to me,
_ [F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen, _
_ [E] _ _ You're [F#m] the land St.
Patrick [D] blessed,
You're [A] the bright star of [D] the West,
[A] You're that dear _ [E] little isle [A] so [D] far away. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ On [F#m] the day that I [D] did pile,
[A] It broke my mother's heart,
[F#m] Will I ever see my [D] dear ones [Bm] anymore? _ _
_ [E] _ _ Not [F#m] until my bones [D] are laid,
On [A] that cold and [D] silent grave,
In [A] my _ own [E] native land [C#m] so [D] far away.
_ _ [F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
_ You're [A] that dear old land to me,
[E] You're [F#m] the fairest that [D] mine eyes have ever [Bm] _ seen,
_ [E] _ And [F#m] if ever I [D] call it [A] from you, I never will,
[D] _ _ You're [A] my _ own [E] native land so [D] far away.
_ _ _ [F#m] You're my _ own [E] native land _ [D] so far away. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ O'er the Nairn and _ Gramercy, _ _ _
_ You're that dear old land to me,
_ _ _ You're the _ fairest that mine eyes today [Bm] behold,
_ [E] _ _ _ _ You're the [A] land St.
_ Patrick's land,
_ You're the bright star of _ _ the night,
You're that dear _ little [E] _ isle _ so [D] far away, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] At the setting of the sun,
[D] When my long day's [A] work was done,
_ [F#m] I rambled [D] down the seashore for [Bm] a _ _ [E] while,
_ _ [F#m] And I, being [E] [D] all alone,
I [A] sat down upon [D] a stone,
Far to [A] gaze upon [E] the scenes of [D] New York. _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ O'er the Nairn and [D] _ Gramercy,
You're that [A] dear old land to me,
[E] [F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen,
_ [E] _ _ And [F#m] if _ _
[G#] [D] I go home, [A] it's from you I never [D] will know,
_ [A] You're my own [E] native land so [Bm] [D] far away.
_ _ _ [F#m] With the tar fire burning _ bright,
[D] On the cold, dark [A] winter's night,
_ [E] [F#m] And the snowflakes [G#] [D] falling gently to [Bm] the ground, _
_ [E] _ _ When [F#m] St.
Patrick's Day [D] has _ come,
[A] My thoughts will [D] carry me home,
_ [A] To that _ dear [E] little isle [A] [D] so far away.
_ _ [F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
_ You're [A] that dear old land to me,
_ [F#m] You're the fairest that [D] mine eyes have [Bm] ever seen, _
_ [E] _ _ You're [F#m] the land St.
Patrick [D] blessed,
You're [A] the bright star of [D] the West,
[A] You're that dear _ [E] little isle [A] so [D] far away. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ On [F#m] the day that I [D] did pile,
[A] It broke my mother's heart,
[F#m] Will I ever see my [D] dear ones [Bm] anymore? _ _
_ [E] _ _ Not [F#m] until my bones [D] are laid,
On [A] that cold and [D] silent grave,
In [A] my _ own [E] native land [C#m] so [D] far away.
_ _ [F#m] O'er the Nairn and [D] Gramercy,
_ You're [A] that dear old land to me,
[E] You're [F#m] the fairest that [D] mine eyes have ever [Bm] _ seen,
_ [E] _ And [F#m] if ever I [D] call it [A] from you, I never will,
[D] _ _ You're [A] my _ own [E] native land so [D] far away.
_ _ _ [F#m] You're my _ own [E] native land _ [D] so far away. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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