Chords for May Morning Dew - Dolores Keane

Tempo:
77.3 bpm
Chords used:

F

Fm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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May Morning Dew - Dolores Keane chords
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[Fm]
[F]
How pleasant in winter to sit by the hall
Listening to the barks and the howls of the dog
Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through
[F] And to pluck the wildflowers in the May morning dew
Summer is coming, oh summer is here
With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear
And the birds, they're singing their four notes so true
And the flowers, they are springing in the May morning dew
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The house I was reared in is but a stone on a stone
And around the garden the weeds they have grown
And all the kind neighbors that ever I knew
Like the red rose they've withered in the May morning dew
God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone
And likewise my brothers, young Dennis and John
As they trip through the heather, the wild hair to pursue
As their joys, they were mingled in the May morning dew
[Fm] [F]
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How pleasant in winter to sit by the hall
Listening to the barks and the howls of the dog _
Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through
[F] And to pluck the wildflowers in the May morning dew _ _
Summer _ is coming, oh summer is here
With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear
And the birds, they're singing _ their four _ notes so true _
And the flowers, they are springing in the May morning dew _ _ _
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_ _ The house I was reared in is but a stone on a stone
_ And around the garden the weeds they have grown _
And all the kind _ neighbors that ever I knew
_ Like the red _ rose they've withered in the May morning dew
_ _ _ God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone
_ And likewise my brothers, young Dennis and John
As they trip through the heather, the wild hair to pursue
_ _ As their joys, they were mingled in the May morning dew _ _ _ _
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