Chords for Mick Flavin - Connemara Home
Tempo:
92.75 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
D
F#
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#] [F#]
[C#] [G#] [C#]
At 17 [G#] he left his [C#] home in Galway, crossed the Irish [G#] Sea to [C#] London town.
[F#] Got a job there working [C#] on the railway, [D#] but somehow he couldn't [G#] settle down.
[C#] Part of [G#] him was in the [C#] west of Ireland, but that he knew he never [F#] would be free.
He'd smell the turf fire burning, [C#] he'd hear the stories that were [A#m] told,
[G#] watch the golden sunset [C#] over the sea.
[F#] Yes, he missed his home in [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home.
He enjoyed the [G#] years so he [C#] spent in London, there's a big new [G#] world out there for [C#] him to see.
[F#] Some of his friends had [C#] gone to Boston, [D#] or to New York, that city [G#] by the sea.
[C#] So he packed his [G#] bags and headed down [C#] Cricklewood Broadway, the time was right for he was young [F#] and free.
And when they asked what county does [C#] he come from, [G#] he'd say Galway, a place so [C#] dear to me.
Then [F#] he'd think again of [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home.
[F#]
[C#] [G#] [C#] [A]
[D] Now many [A] years and miles from [D] County Galway, underneath [A] the [D] California sun,
[G] another weary day's [D] nearly over, [E] and he goes home when his daily work [A] is done.
[D] There's a Mexican [A] lady [D] waiting for him, you know she's never been to [G] Ireland.
But someday they're gonna leave this [D] Yankee city, and [A] they'll walk again his own dear [D] native land.
They'll [G] go back again to County [D] Galway, on that wild and rocky [A] western shore,
where the [D] Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, [D] not far from [A] his Connemara [D] home.
where the Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, [D] not far from [A] his [D] Connemara home.
[C#] [G#] [C#]
At 17 [G#] he left his [C#] home in Galway, crossed the Irish [G#] Sea to [C#] London town.
[F#] Got a job there working [C#] on the railway, [D#] but somehow he couldn't [G#] settle down.
[C#] Part of [G#] him was in the [C#] west of Ireland, but that he knew he never [F#] would be free.
He'd smell the turf fire burning, [C#] he'd hear the stories that were [A#m] told,
[G#] watch the golden sunset [C#] over the sea.
[F#] Yes, he missed his home in [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home.
He enjoyed the [G#] years so he [C#] spent in London, there's a big new [G#] world out there for [C#] him to see.
[F#] Some of his friends had [C#] gone to Boston, [D#] or to New York, that city [G#] by the sea.
[C#] So he packed his [G#] bags and headed down [C#] Cricklewood Broadway, the time was right for he was young [F#] and free.
And when they asked what county does [C#] he come from, [G#] he'd say Galway, a place so [C#] dear to me.
Then [F#] he'd think again of [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home.
[F#]
[C#] [G#] [C#] [A]
[D] Now many [A] years and miles from [D] County Galway, underneath [A] the [D] California sun,
[G] another weary day's [D] nearly over, [E] and he goes home when his daily work [A] is done.
[D] There's a Mexican [A] lady [D] waiting for him, you know she's never been to [G] Ireland.
But someday they're gonna leave this [D] Yankee city, and [A] they'll walk again his own dear [D] native land.
They'll [G] go back again to County [D] Galway, on that wild and rocky [A] western shore,
where the [D] Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, [D] not far from [A] his Connemara [D] home.
where the Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, [D] not far from [A] his [D] Connemara home.
Key:
C#
G#
D
F#
A
C#
G#
D
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ _
At 17 [G#] he left his [C#] home in Galway, _ crossed the Irish [G#] Sea to [C#] London town.
_ [F#] Got a job there working [C#] on the railway, _ [D#] but somehow he couldn't [G#] settle down.
_ [C#] Part of [G#] him was in the [C#] west of Ireland, _ but that he knew he never [F#] would be free. _
He'd smell the turf fire burning, [C#] he'd hear the stories that were [A#m] told,
[G#] watch the golden sunset [C#] over the sea.
[F#] Yes, he missed his home in [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, _ [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home. _
He enjoyed the [G#] years so he [C#] spent in London, _ there's a big new [G#] world out there for [C#] him to see.
_ [F#] Some of his friends had [C#] gone to Boston, _ [D#] or to New York, that city [G#] by the sea. _
[C#] So he packed his [G#] bags and headed down [C#] Cricklewood Broadway, the time was right for he was young [F#] and free. _
And when they asked what county does [C#] he come from, [G#] he'd say Galway, a place so [C#] dear to me.
Then [F#] he'd think again of [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, _ [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [A] _
[D] Now many [A] years and miles from [D] County Galway, _ underneath [A] the [D] California sun, _
[G] another weary day's [D] nearly over, _ [E] and he goes home when his daily work [A] is done. _
[D] There's a Mexican [A] lady [D] waiting for him, you know she's never been to [G] Ireland. _
But someday they're gonna leave this [D] Yankee city, _ and [A] they'll walk again his own dear [D] native land.
They'll [G] go back again to County [D] _ Galway, on that wild and rocky [A] western shore,
where the [D] Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, _ [D] not far from [A] his Connemara [D] home.
where the Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, [D] not far from [A] his [D] Connemara home. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ _
At 17 [G#] he left his [C#] home in Galway, _ crossed the Irish [G#] Sea to [C#] London town.
_ [F#] Got a job there working [C#] on the railway, _ [D#] but somehow he couldn't [G#] settle down.
_ [C#] Part of [G#] him was in the [C#] west of Ireland, _ but that he knew he never [F#] would be free. _
He'd smell the turf fire burning, [C#] he'd hear the stories that were [A#m] told,
[G#] watch the golden sunset [C#] over the sea.
[F#] Yes, he missed his home in [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, _ [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home. _
He enjoyed the [G#] years so he [C#] spent in London, _ there's a big new [G#] world out there for [C#] him to see.
_ [F#] Some of his friends had [C#] gone to Boston, _ [D#] or to New York, that city [G#] by the sea. _
[C#] So he packed his [G#] bags and headed down [C#] Cricklewood Broadway, the time was right for he was young [F#] and free. _
And when they asked what county does [C#] he come from, [G#] he'd say Galway, a place so [C#] dear to me.
Then [F#] he'd think again of [C#] County Galway, on that wild and rocky [G#] western shore,
where [C#] the Atlantic meets the [F#] coast of Ireland, _ [C#] not far [G#] from his [C#] Connemara home. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [A] _
[D] Now many [A] years and miles from [D] County Galway, _ underneath [A] the [D] California sun, _
[G] another weary day's [D] nearly over, _ [E] and he goes home when his daily work [A] is done. _
[D] There's a Mexican [A] lady [D] waiting for him, you know she's never been to [G] Ireland. _
But someday they're gonna leave this [D] Yankee city, _ and [A] they'll walk again his own dear [D] native land.
They'll [G] go back again to County [D] _ Galway, on that wild and rocky [A] western shore,
where the [D] Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, _ [D] not far from [A] his Connemara [D] home.
where the Atlantic meets the coast [G] of Ireland, [D] not far from [A] his [D] Connemara home. _
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