Chords for Fields of Ulster - Lyrics
Tempo:
114 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
C#m
G#m
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#] [B]
Oh father, dear father, [E] why are all things [B] so grey?
Oh no, my son, [G#m] oh no, my son, [C#] it's not the way [F#] it seems.
[B] In our dear land, from end to end, [E] though it sometimes seldom [B] is so,
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [D#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised [B]
millicros.
That sacred flower in darkest hours, [E] the emblem of [B] our faith,
Was borne across [G#m] the centuries [F] by Ulster soldiers [A#]
brave.
[B] Its head is spreading far and wide, [E] but still the world [B]
glows.
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised [B] millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are [F#] raised [B]
millicros.
Oh father, dear father, [E] say God I'm beyond [B]
cheap.
I'm off to join [G#m] that gallant band, [C#] the Ulster [C#m] volunteers.
[B] For as long as Mary's watch will stand, [E] and the river of Mohe [B] so flows,
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are [F#] raised [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
[E] The fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are raised [A#] [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are [A#] raised [B]
millicros.
[N]
Oh father, dear father, [E] why are all things [B] so grey?
Oh no, my son, [G#m] oh no, my son, [C#] it's not the way [F#] it seems.
[B] In our dear land, from end to end, [E] though it sometimes seldom [B] is so,
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [D#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised [B]
millicros.
That sacred flower in darkest hours, [E] the emblem of [B] our faith,
Was borne across [G#m] the centuries [F] by Ulster soldiers [A#]
brave.
[B] Its head is spreading far and wide, [E] but still the world [B]
glows.
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised [B] millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are [F#] raised [B]
millicros.
Oh father, dear father, [E] say God I'm beyond [B]
cheap.
I'm off to join [G#m] that gallant band, [C#] the Ulster [C#m] volunteers.
[B] For as long as Mary's watch will stand, [E] and the river of Mohe [B] so flows,
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are [F#] raised [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
[E] The fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are raised [A#] [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are [A#] raised [B]
millicros.
[N]
Key:
B
E
C#m
G#m
F#
B
E
C#m
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ _ Oh father, dear father, [E] why are all things [B] so grey?
_ Oh no, my son, [G#m] oh no, my son, [C#] it's not the way [F#] it seems.
[B] In our dear land, from end to end, [E] though it sometimes seldom [B] is so,
_ In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised _ [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [D#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised _ [B]
millicros.
_ That sacred flower in darkest hours, [E] the emblem _ of [B] our faith,
_ Was borne across [G#m] the centuries [F] by Ulster soldiers [A#]
brave.
_ [B] Its head is spreading far and wide, [E] but still the world [B] _
glows.
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised [B] millicros.
_ The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
_ The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are [F#] raised _ [B]
millicros.
_ Oh father, dear father, [E] say God I'm beyond [B]
cheap.
_ I'm off to join [G#m] that gallant band, [C#] the Ulster _ [C#m] volunteers.
_ _ [B] For as long as Mary's watch will stand, [E] and the river of Mohe [B] so flows,
_ In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are [F#] raised _ [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
_ _ [E] The fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised _ [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are raised [A#] _ [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are [A#] raised _ [B]
millicros. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _
_ _ Oh father, dear father, [E] why are all things [B] so grey?
_ Oh no, my son, [G#m] oh no, my son, [C#] it's not the way [F#] it seems.
[B] In our dear land, from end to end, [E] though it sometimes seldom [B] is so,
_ In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised _ [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [D#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised _ [B]
millicros.
_ That sacred flower in darkest hours, [E] the emblem _ of [B] our faith,
_ Was borne across [G#m] the centuries [F] by Ulster soldiers [A#]
brave.
_ [B] Its head is spreading far and wide, [E] but still the world [B] _
glows.
In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are raised [B] millicros.
_ The [E] fields of Ulster, the [B] fields of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
_ The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are [F#] raised _ [B]
millicros.
_ Oh father, dear father, [E] say God I'm beyond [B]
cheap.
_ I'm off to join [G#m] that gallant band, [C#] the Ulster _ [C#m] volunteers.
_ _ [B] For as long as Mary's watch will stand, [E] and the river of Mohe [B] so flows,
_ In every field [G#m] of Ulster soil, [C#m] they are [F#] raised _ [B]
millicros.
The [E] fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of Ulster, their good Lord flowers [F#] and shows.
_ _ [E] The fields of Ulster, the fields [B] of [G#m] Ulster, [C#m] they are raised _ [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are raised [A#] _ [B]
millicros.
They [C#m] are [A#] raised _ [B]
millicros. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _