Chords for Mary Black - Paddy's Lamentation / Ships Are Sailing (Clip)

Tempo:
81.65 bpm
Chords used:

D

A

F#m

B

Bm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Mary Black - Paddy's Lamentation / Ships Are Sailing (Clip) chords
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Well it's by the Hush Me Boys, and sure that's to hold your noise,
and listen to poor Paddy's sad narration.
I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed,
so I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation.
Here's you boys, now take my advice,
to America I'll have is not because.
There is nothing here but war, where the martyr and cannons roar,
and I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin.
Well I saw me horse and cow, [A] me little pigs and sow,
[B] my little plot of land I soon'd part [F#m] with,
and me sweetheart [D] Bidniggy [F#m] I'm afraid I'll never see,
[D] for I left her [F#m] there that morning [Bm] broken hearted.
Here's you boys, [G] now take [A] my advice,
[B] to America I'll have is not because.
[F#m] There is nothing [D] here but war, [A] where the martyr and [F#m] cannons roar,
[D] and I wish I [F#m] was at home in [B] dear old Dublin.
[D]
[A] [F#m] [D] [F#m]
[Bm] [B] Well me self and a hundred more to [A] America sailed on,
[B] our fortunes to be made we were [F#m] thinking,
when we got to [D] Yankee land they [A] shoved a gun into [F#m] our hands.
[D] Saying Paddy you [F#m] must go and [B] fight for Lincoln.
[D] [A] [B]
[D]
[A] [F#m] [D] [F#m]
[B] General Marr to us he [Bm] said, if you [A] get shot you lose your leg,
[B] every mother son of yours will get a [F#m] pension.
Well me self I lost [D] me leg, they [A] gave me a wooden [F#m] peg,
[D] and be God [F#m] this is the truth to you I [B] mention.
[G#] Here's you boys, now take my advice,
to America I'll have is not because.
There is nothing here but war, where the martyr and cannons roar,
and I wish I was at home in dear old [F#m] Dublin.
[A] [Bm] [A] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[A] [Bm] [A]
[D] [A]
[Bm] [A] [D] [Bm]
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D] [Em]
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em] [D]
[Em] [Em] [D]
[Em] [D] [E]
[E] [N]
Key:  
D
1321
A
1231
F#m
123111112
B
12341112
Bm
13421112
D
1321
A
1231
F#m
123111112
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To learn Mary Black - (The Soundtrack, feat. De Dannan) Paddys Lamentation chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Em, D, Em, A, F#m, D, A, D and A. I suggest starting at a calm pace of 81 BPM, and as you gain confidence, approach the song's BPM of 164. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of D Major.

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Well it's by the Hush Me Boys, and sure that's to hold your noise,
and listen to poor Paddy's sad narration.
I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed,
so I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation.
_ _ Here's you boys, now take my advice,
to America I'll have is not because.
_ There is nothing here but war, where the martyr and cannons roar,
and I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin.
_ Well I saw me horse and cow, [A] me little pigs and sow,
[B] my little plot of land I soon'd part [F#m] with,
and me sweetheart [D] Bidniggy [F#m] I'm afraid I'll never see,
[D] for I left her [F#m] there that morning [Bm] broken hearted.
_ Here's you boys, [G] now take [A] my advice,
[B] to America I'll have is not because.
_ [F#m] _ There is nothing [D] here but war, [A] where the martyr and [F#m] cannons roar,
[D] and I wish I [F#m] was at home in [B] dear old Dublin.
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [B] Well me self and a hundred more to [A] America sailed on,
[B] our fortunes to be made we were [F#m] thinking,
when we got to [D] Yankee land they [A] shoved a gun into [F#m] our hands.
[D] Saying Paddy you [F#m] must go and [B] fight for Lincoln. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[B] _ _ _ General Marr to us he [Bm] said, if you [A] get shot you lose your leg,
[B] every mother son of yours will get a [F#m] pension.
Well me self I lost [D] me leg, they [A] gave me a wooden [F#m] peg,
[D] and be God [F#m] this is the truth to you I [B] mention.
_ _ [G#] Here's you boys, now take my advice,
to America I'll have is not because.
_ _ There is nothing here but war, where the martyr and cannons roar,
and I wish I was at home in dear old [F#m] Dublin.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
[Em] _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _

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