Chords for Kathy Durkin - Blue Hills of Breffni [Audio Stream]
Tempo:
96.3 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
Bm
C
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [F] [C]
[G] [C]
In the blue hills of [F] Breffley, [C] shining in the sun,
Scenes that I knew [G] so long ago.
[C] When in my [F] childhood Fairford [C] I would run,
Through the [G] fields and the [C] woodlands I would go.
Down by the river [F] there's an [C] old swimming hole,
Where we laughed and played the summer [G] days away.
[C] And home in the evening [F] when the sun [C] was sinking low,
In the blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away.
Far away, far away, far away,
Blue hills of Breffley [G] far away.
[C] All memories burning, [F] soon I'll be returning
[C] To my blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away.
[G] [D] [A] [D]
As I went out one morning, [G] down to Durham Garden Fair,
I spied a [D] pretty maiden with the sunlight [A] in her [D] hair.
The way was [F#] so delightful, [G] her voice rang like a bell,
And as I [D] overtook her [A] I asked if she [D] was well.
[A] Lay down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
[A] Lay [A] down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
[Bm]
Near Banbridge Town [D] in the county town, [Bm] one morning last [A] July,
[Bm] Down a boring green hemisphere calling, and she smiled as she passed me by.
[D] And she looked so [A] sweet from her two white [Bm] feet to the sheen of her nut [A] brown hair.
[Bm] Should a coaxie elf I had to shake myself to be sure I was standing there.
[D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town.
As she onward [D] sped and I shook my [Bm] head and I gazed with a [A] feeling rare,
[Bm] And I said to Zayi, to a passerby, who's the girl with nut brown hair?
[D] Well he looked at [A] me with a smile and said, [Bm] he, she's the gem of [A] Ireland's crown.
[Bm] She's a rose mccan from the banks of the Banshee, the star of the county town.
[D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town.
[F#m] [B] [Bm]
[F#m]
[N]
[G] [C]
In the blue hills of [F] Breffley, [C] shining in the sun,
Scenes that I knew [G] so long ago.
[C] When in my [F] childhood Fairford [C] I would run,
Through the [G] fields and the [C] woodlands I would go.
Down by the river [F] there's an [C] old swimming hole,
Where we laughed and played the summer [G] days away.
[C] And home in the evening [F] when the sun [C] was sinking low,
In the blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away.
Far away, far away, far away,
Blue hills of Breffley [G] far away.
[C] All memories burning, [F] soon I'll be returning
[C] To my blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away.
[G] [D] [A] [D]
As I went out one morning, [G] down to Durham Garden Fair,
I spied a [D] pretty maiden with the sunlight [A] in her [D] hair.
The way was [F#] so delightful, [G] her voice rang like a bell,
And as I [D] overtook her [A] I asked if she [D] was well.
[A] Lay down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
[A] Lay [A] down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
[Bm]
Near Banbridge Town [D] in the county town, [Bm] one morning last [A] July,
[Bm] Down a boring green hemisphere calling, and she smiled as she passed me by.
[D] And she looked so [A] sweet from her two white [Bm] feet to the sheen of her nut [A] brown hair.
[Bm] Should a coaxie elf I had to shake myself to be sure I was standing there.
[D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town.
As she onward [D] sped and I shook my [Bm] head and I gazed with a [A] feeling rare,
[Bm] And I said to Zayi, to a passerby, who's the girl with nut brown hair?
[D] Well he looked at [A] me with a smile and said, [Bm] he, she's the gem of [A] Ireland's crown.
[Bm] She's a rose mccan from the banks of the Banshee, the star of the county town.
[D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town.
[F#m] [B] [Bm]
[F#m]
[N]
Key:
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A
Bm
C
G
D
A
Bm
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _
In the blue hills of [F] Breffley, [C] shining in the sun,
Scenes that I knew [G] so long ago. _
_ [C] When in my [F] childhood Fairford [C] I would run,
Through the [G] fields and the [C] woodlands I would go. _
_ Down by the river [F] there's an [C] old swimming hole,
Where we laughed and played the summer [G] days away.
[C] And home in the evening [F] when the sun [C] was sinking low,
In the blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away. _
Far away, _ far away, far away,
Blue hills of Breffley [G] far away.
_ [C] All memories burning, [F] soon I'll be returning
[C] To my blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away. _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
_ _ As I went out one morning, [G] down to Durham Garden Fair,
I spied a [D] pretty maiden with the sunlight [A] in her [D] hair.
The way was [F#] so delightful, [G] her voice rang like a bell,
And as I [D] overtook her [A] I asked if she [D] was well.
[A] Lay down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
[A] _ Lay [A] down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
_ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Near Banbridge Town [D] in the county town, [Bm] one morning last [A] July,
[Bm] Down a boring green hemisphere calling, and she smiled as she passed me by.
[D] And she looked so [A] sweet from her two white [Bm] feet to the sheen of her nut [A] brown hair.
[Bm] Should a coaxie elf I had to shake myself to be sure I was standing there. _
[D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
As she onward [D] sped and I shook my [Bm] head and I gazed with a [A] feeling rare,
[Bm] And I said to Zayi, to a passerby, who's the girl with nut brown hair?
[D] Well he looked at [A] me with a smile and said, [Bm] he, she's the gem of [A] Ireland's crown.
[Bm] She's a rose mccan from the banks of the Banshee, the star of the county town.
_ [D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _
In the blue hills of [F] Breffley, [C] shining in the sun,
Scenes that I knew [G] so long ago. _
_ [C] When in my [F] childhood Fairford [C] I would run,
Through the [G] fields and the [C] woodlands I would go. _
_ Down by the river [F] there's an [C] old swimming hole,
Where we laughed and played the summer [G] days away.
[C] And home in the evening [F] when the sun [C] was sinking low,
In the blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away. _
Far away, _ far away, far away,
Blue hills of Breffley [G] far away.
_ [C] All memories burning, [F] soon I'll be returning
[C] To my blue [G] hills of Breffley [C] far away. _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
_ _ As I went out one morning, [G] down to Durham Garden Fair,
I spied a [D] pretty maiden with the sunlight [A] in her [D] hair.
The way was [F#] so delightful, [G] her voice rang like a bell,
And as I [D] overtook her [A] I asked if she [D] was well.
[A] Lay down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
[A] _ Lay [A] down your mull and show my [D] love, I swear it [G] is no joke.
And I'll tell to [D] you a story [A] of the old [D] ungardened home.
_ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Near Banbridge Town [D] in the county town, [Bm] one morning last [A] July,
[Bm] Down a boring green hemisphere calling, and she smiled as she passed me by.
[D] And she looked so [A] sweet from her two white [Bm] feet to the sheen of her nut [A] brown hair.
[Bm] Should a coaxie elf I had to shake myself to be sure I was standing there. _
[D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
As she onward [D] sped and I shook my [Bm] head and I gazed with a [A] feeling rare,
[Bm] And I said to Zayi, to a passerby, who's the girl with nut brown hair?
[D] Well he looked at [A] me with a smile and said, [Bm] he, she's the gem of [A] Ireland's crown.
[Bm] She's a rose mccan from the banks of the Banshee, the star of the county town.
_ [D] From Battery [A] Bay up to Derry [Bm] Cay and from Galway [A] Dublin town,
[Bm] No maid I've [D] seen like the sweet [Bm] Colleen that I met in the county town. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _