Chords for Old Skibbereen-John Horgan

[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] O _ Father dear, [A]
I oft [E] times hear [B] you speak [A] of _ [C#m] Aaron's _ Isle.
_ [A] Her grasses green, [E] her lofty seas, her mountains _ [C#m] rude and wide.
_ They [A] _
say it is [E] a _ lovely land wherein _ a prince [C#m] might _ dwell.
_ [B] O why did _ you [A] _
[E] abandon _ [B] it?
The reason [A] to [C#m] me tell.
O _ _ _ _
[B] _ son, I love [A] my [E] native land [B] with _ [A] energy _
[C#m] and pride. _ _
[A] But of light came _
[E] other o'er all my crops, my sheep and [C#m] cattle _ died. _ _
[A] My rent and [E] taxes were to pay, _ I could not then [C#m] redeem. _ _ _
[B] And _ that's the cruel _
[A] _ _ [E] reason why [B] I left [A] old _ _
[C#m] _ Skibbereen. _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] Your mother too, _ [A] God [E] rest her _ [B] soul, fell on [A] the _ [C#m] snowy ground. _
She _ [A] _ _ _
fainted [E] and her _ anguish shot the _ _ _ _ [C#m] desolation round.
_ _ [A] She _ never rose [E] but passed away _ from life to immortal [C#m] dream. _
_ _ [B] And found _ quiet [A] grave [E]
me void [B] in the hammy [A] near _ _ [C#m] _ Skibbereen.
_ _ _ _ _ _
[B] And you were _ [A] only two [E] years old [B] and [A] feeble _ [C#m] was your frame.
_ _ I [A] could _ not [E] leave you with my friends, sure you bore your _ [C#m] father's name. _ _
[A] I wrapped you _ [E] in my coat for more at the dead of night [C#m] unseen. _ _ _
[B] My _ heaved a sigh, [A] then I [E] bade goodbye [B] to dear [A] old _ _
[C#m] _ _ Skibbereen. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] O father dear, [A] the day [E] will [B] come when vengeance [A] loud [E] will [C#m] cry.
_ _ _ [A] When each _ _ _ [E] Irishman with feelings strong will rally to [C#m] the call.
_ I'll [A] be the man [E] to lead the band _ beneath that flag [C#m] of green. _
_ _ [B] When loud and high _ [A] we'll [E] raise the cry, _ [B] _
revenge [A] for _ _ [C#m] _ _
Skibbereen. _ _ _ _
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