Chords for I Was Further Than I Thought I Was
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I was further than [D] I thought I [A] was, By my burren home [E] of Clare,
mighty cliffs of Moher rise, As if the hand of [E] God were [A] there.
But this New York, it's [D] a mighty [A] place, Where the sun peeps [F#m] through [E] sometimes,
[D] just a lonely [A] place, Where a soul [E] could lose his [A] kind.
I suppose [A] the same is said, About Dublin, [E] Belfast and Nice,
all have [D] little tiny [A] homes, Where the heart can [E] be [A]
encased.
now, Don't we all have different [E]
mighty cliffs of Moher rise, As if the hand of [E] God were [A] there.
But this New York, it's [D] a mighty [A] place, Where the sun peeps [F#m] through [E] sometimes,
[D] just a lonely [A] place, Where a soul [E] could lose his [A] kind.
I suppose [A] the same is said, About Dublin, [E] Belfast and Nice,
all have [D] little tiny [A] homes, Where the heart can [E] be [A]
encased.
now, Don't we all have different [E]
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_ _ _ I was further than [D] I thought I [A] was, By my burren home [E] of Clare,
_ _ [A] Where the mighty cliffs of Moher rise, As if the hand of [E] God were [A] there. _
But this New York, it's [D] a mighty [A] place, Where the sun peeps [F#m] through [E] sometimes,
It's [A] not grand at all, [D] just a lonely [A] place, Where a soul [E] could lose his [A] kind.
_ _ [D] But still I suppose [A] the same is said, About Dublin, _ [E] Belfast and Nice,
Sure [A] don't we all have [D] little tiny [A] homes, Where the heart can [E] be _ [A] _
encased.
And [D] to tell the truth [A] to you right now, Don't we all have different [E] _
ways.
[A] Out there the great [D] _
machines [A] they rule, Still I'd rather [E] _
[A] donkey's pace.
I was further than I thought I _ was, Until I fought for Bleecker [E] Hill.
Now [A] I'm here to stay, [D] Come what [A] may, Where me belly [E] can be [A] filled. _
This [D] old soldier's home [A] is just a job, And they're very fond [E] of me,
_ Should he [A] call me Mick, [D] But my [A] name is Pat, _ I'm certainly used to [E] that, you [A] see.
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_ [D] to tell the truth [A] to you right now, Don't we all have different [E] _
ways.
[A] Out there the great [D] machines they rule, Still I'd rather [E] _
[A] donkey's pace.
I was further than [D] I thought I [A] _ was, From my burren home of [E] Clare,
_ [A] Where the mighty cliffs [D] of Moher [A] _
rise, As if to hand [E] of God were [A] there. _
_ [D] But give my regards [A] to my lovely Clare, If you're passing down [E] her way,
Tell [A] her I keep her safe _ [D] _
_ [A] forevermore, _ Right here in my [E]
heart [A] _ encased. _ _ _ _
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_ _ [A] Where the mighty cliffs of Moher rise, As if the hand of [E] God were [A] there. _
But this New York, it's [D] a mighty [A] place, Where the sun peeps [F#m] through [E] sometimes,
It's [A] not grand at all, [D] just a lonely [A] place, Where a soul [E] could lose his [A] kind.
_ _ [D] But still I suppose [A] the same is said, About Dublin, _ [E] Belfast and Nice,
Sure [A] don't we all have [D] little tiny [A] homes, Where the heart can [E] be _ [A] _
encased.
And [D] to tell the truth [A] to you right now, Don't we all have different [E] _
ways.
[A] Out there the great [D] _
machines [A] they rule, Still I'd rather [E] _
[A] donkey's pace.
I was further than I thought I _ was, Until I fought for Bleecker [E] Hill.
Now [A] I'm here to stay, [D] Come what [A] may, Where me belly [E] can be [A] filled. _
This [D] old soldier's home [A] is just a job, And they're very fond [E] of me,
_ Should he [A] call me Mick, [D] But my [A] name is Pat, _ I'm certainly used to [E] that, you [A] see.
And _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [D] to tell the truth [A] to you right now, Don't we all have different [E] _
ways.
[A] Out there the great [D] machines they rule, Still I'd rather [E] _
[A] donkey's pace.
I was further than [D] I thought I [A] _ was, From my burren home of [E] Clare,
_ [A] Where the mighty cliffs [D] of Moher [A] _
rise, As if to hand [E] of God were [A] there. _
_ [D] But give my regards [A] to my lovely Clare, If you're passing down [E] her way,
Tell [A] her I keep her safe _ [D] _
_ [A] forevermore, _ Right here in my [E]
heart [A] _ encased. _ _ _ _
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