I Know My Love Chords by Luke Kelly
Tempo:
81.975 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
D#
A
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D#] [A] [B] [F#m] [E]
I know my love by his way of walking, And [B] I know my love by [E] his way of talking, And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue.
And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind sure can know [E] no rest.
[B] And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B]
[E] There is a dance hall in Maritime, And [B] is there my love [E] goes every night, And [B] he takes a strange girdle [E] upon his knee,
And don't [B] you know that [E] this vexes [B] me?
And still she cried, I [E] love him the best, And that troubled mind sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what [E] will I do?
If my love knew that I could wash and wring, [B] And if my love knew that [E] I could weave and spin, [B] I would make a silk doll [E] of the finest kind,
But the want of [B] money it [E] leaves me [B] behind.
And still she [E] cried, I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my [B] love leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B] [E] I know my love is an errant rover, [B] And I know he'd travel [E] the world all over, And [B] in dear old Ireland he'll [E] no longer tarry,
And an English damsel he's sure to marry, [B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And [B] that troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love leaves [B] me, what [E] will I do?
[E]
[N]
I know my love by his way of walking, And [B] I know my love by [E] his way of talking, And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue.
And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind sure can know [E] no rest.
[B] And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B]
[E] There is a dance hall in Maritime, And [B] is there my love [E] goes every night, And [B] he takes a strange girdle [E] upon his knee,
And don't [B] you know that [E] this vexes [B] me?
And still she cried, I [E] love him the best, And that troubled mind sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what [E] will I do?
If my love knew that I could wash and wring, [B] And if my love knew that [E] I could weave and spin, [B] I would make a silk doll [E] of the finest kind,
But the want of [B] money it [E] leaves me [B] behind.
And still she [E] cried, I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my [B] love leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B] [E] I know my love is an errant rover, [B] And I know he'd travel [E] the world all over, And [B] in dear old Ireland he'll [E] no longer tarry,
And an English damsel he's sure to marry, [B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And [B] that troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love leaves [B] me, what [E] will I do?
[E]
[N]
Key:
E
B
D#
A
F#m
E
B
D#
[D#] _ [A] _ [B] _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _
_ I know my love by his way of walking, And [B] I know my love by [E] his way of talking, And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue.
And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind sure can know [E] no rest.
[B] And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
_ _ [B] _
_ [E] _ _ There is a dance hall in Maritime, And [B] is there my love [E] goes every night, And [B] he takes a strange girdle [E] upon his knee,
And don't [B] you know that [E] this vexes [B] me?
And still she cried, I [E] love him the best, And that troubled mind sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what [E] will I do? _ _
_ _ _ If my love knew that I could wash and wring, [B] And if my love knew that [E] I could weave and spin, [B] I would make a silk doll [E] of the finest kind,
But the want of [B] money it [E] leaves me [B] behind.
And still she [E] cried, I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my [B] love leaves me, what will [E] I do? _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ I know my love is an errant rover, [B] And I know he'd travel [E] the world all over, And [B] in dear old Ireland he'll [E] no longer tarry,
And an English damsel he's sure to marry, [B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And [B] that troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love leaves [B] me, what [E] will I do? _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ I know my love by his way of walking, And [B] I know my love by [E] his way of talking, And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue.
And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
[B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind sure can know [E] no rest.
[B] And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what will [E] I do?
_ _ [B] _
_ [E] _ _ There is a dance hall in Maritime, And [B] is there my love [E] goes every night, And [B] he takes a strange girdle [E] upon his knee,
And don't [B] you know that [E] this vexes [B] me?
And still she cried, I [E] love him the best, And that troubled mind sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love [B] leaves me, what [E] will I do? _ _
_ _ _ If my love knew that I could wash and wring, [B] And if my love knew that [E] I could weave and spin, [B] I would make a silk doll [E] of the finest kind,
But the want of [B] money it [E] leaves me [B] behind.
And still she [E] cried, I love him the best, And that [B] troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, only [E] boys are few, And if my [B] love leaves me, what will [E] I do? _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ I know my love is an errant rover, [B] And I know he'd travel [E] the world all over, And [B] in dear old Ireland he'll [E] no longer tarry,
And an English damsel he's sure to marry, [B] And still she cried, [E] I love him the best, And [B] that troubled mind [E] sure can know no [B] rest.
And still she cried, [E] only boys are few, And if my love leaves [B] me, what [E] will I do? _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _