Chords for Paddy Reilly - Flower of Sweet Strabane
Tempo:
92.425 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Cm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[Cm]
If I were [Bb] king of Ireland and all things [Cm] at my will, I'd roam through all creation, [Eb] new
[Bb] comforts to find still.
[Cm] And the comfort I would seek the [Eb] most, as you [Bb] might understand,
[Cm] is to win the [Bb] heart of Martha, the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan.
Her cheeks they [Bb] are a rosy
red, her hair a [Cm] lovely brow, and o'er her milky white shoulders [Eb] it [Bb] carelessly hangs
down.
[Cm] She's one of the fairest creatures [Eb] in the [Bb] whole of Ireland, [Cm] and my heart is [Bb] captivated
by the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan.
If I had your [Bb] lovely Martha away in [Cm] any shown, or in some
lonesome valley [Eb] in the wild [Bb] woods of Tyrone, [Cm] I would yield my whole endeavour [Eb] to try [Bb] to
work my plan, [Cm] for to gain the prize [Bb] and feast my eye on the flower of sweet [Cm] Stravan.
But
I'll go [Bb] o'er the Lagoon, down by the [Cm] steamship's toll, I'm sailing for America, [Eb] whatever [Bb] may
befall.
[Cm] My boat is bound for Liverpool, [Eb] right by [Bb] the Isle of Man, [Cm] so I say farewell, [Bb] God
bless you, my flower of sweet [Cm] Stravan.
[N]
[Cm]
If I were [Bb] king of Ireland and all things [Cm] at my will, I'd roam through all creation, [Eb] new
[Bb] comforts to find still.
[Cm] And the comfort I would seek the [Eb] most, as you [Bb] might understand,
[Cm] is to win the [Bb] heart of Martha, the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan.
Her cheeks they [Bb] are a rosy
red, her hair a [Cm] lovely brow, and o'er her milky white shoulders [Eb] it [Bb] carelessly hangs
down.
[Cm] She's one of the fairest creatures [Eb] in the [Bb] whole of Ireland, [Cm] and my heart is [Bb] captivated
by the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan.
If I had your [Bb] lovely Martha away in [Cm] any shown, or in some
lonesome valley [Eb] in the wild [Bb] woods of Tyrone, [Cm] I would yield my whole endeavour [Eb] to try [Bb] to
work my plan, [Cm] for to gain the prize [Bb] and feast my eye on the flower of sweet [Cm] Stravan.
But
I'll go [Bb] o'er the Lagoon, down by the [Cm] steamship's toll, I'm sailing for America, [Eb] whatever [Bb] may
befall.
[Cm] My boat is bound for Liverpool, [Eb] right by [Bb] the Isle of Man, [Cm] so I say farewell, [Bb] God
bless you, my flower of sweet [Cm] Stravan.
[N]
Key:
Bb
Cm
Eb
Bb
Cm
Eb
Bb
Cm
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _
If I were [Bb] king of Ireland and all things [Cm] at my will, I'd roam through all creation, [Eb] new
[Bb] comforts to find still.
[Cm] And the comfort I would seek the [Eb] most, as you [Bb] might understand,
[Cm] is to win the [Bb] heart of Martha, the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan. _
_ _ Her cheeks they [Bb] are a rosy
red, her hair a [Cm] lovely brow, _ and o'er her milky white shoulders [Eb] it [Bb] carelessly hangs
down.
[Cm] She's one of the fairest creatures [Eb] in the [Bb] whole of Ireland, _ [Cm] and my heart is [Bb] _ captivated
by the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan. _ _ _
If I had your [Bb] lovely Martha _ away in [Cm] any shown, or in some
lonesome valley [Eb] in the wild [Bb] woods of Tyrone, [Cm] I would yield my whole endeavour [Eb] to try [Bb] to
work my plan, [Cm] for to gain the prize [Bb] and feast my eye on the flower of sweet [Cm] Stravan. _
_ _ But
I'll go [Bb] o'er the Lagoon, down by the [Cm] steamship's toll, I'm sailing for _ America, [Eb] whatever [Bb] may
befall.
[Cm] My boat is bound for Liverpool, [Eb] right by [Bb] the Isle of Man, [Cm] so I say farewell, [Bb] God
bless you, my flower of sweet [Cm] _ Stravan. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _
If I were [Bb] king of Ireland and all things [Cm] at my will, I'd roam through all creation, [Eb] new
[Bb] comforts to find still.
[Cm] And the comfort I would seek the [Eb] most, as you [Bb] might understand,
[Cm] is to win the [Bb] heart of Martha, the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan. _
_ _ Her cheeks they [Bb] are a rosy
red, her hair a [Cm] lovely brow, _ and o'er her milky white shoulders [Eb] it [Bb] carelessly hangs
down.
[Cm] She's one of the fairest creatures [Eb] in the [Bb] whole of Ireland, _ [Cm] and my heart is [Bb] _ captivated
by the flower of [Cm] sweet Stravan. _ _ _
If I had your [Bb] lovely Martha _ away in [Cm] any shown, or in some
lonesome valley [Eb] in the wild [Bb] woods of Tyrone, [Cm] I would yield my whole endeavour [Eb] to try [Bb] to
work my plan, [Cm] for to gain the prize [Bb] and feast my eye on the flower of sweet [Cm] Stravan. _
_ _ But
I'll go [Bb] o'er the Lagoon, down by the [Cm] steamship's toll, I'm sailing for _ America, [Eb] whatever [Bb] may
befall.
[Cm] My boat is bound for Liverpool, [Eb] right by [Bb] the Isle of Man, [Cm] so I say farewell, [Bb] God
bless you, my flower of sweet [Cm] _ Stravan. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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