Chords for Red Is the Rose (Irish traditional)
Tempo:
134.2 bpm
Chords used:
B
Gb
Ebm
Abm
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [Gb] Come over [Ebm] the hills, [Abm] my bonnie [B]
Irish lad.
[Gb] Come over the hills to [B] your [Db]
darling.
[B] You [Bbm] choose the road, love, [B] and I'll make [Ebm] the vow.
[Gb] And I'll be your [Ebm] true love [Abm] forever.
[Gb] Red [Ebm] is the [Abm] rose that in yonder garden [B] blooms.
[Gb] Fair is the [B] lily of the [Db] valley.
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love [Ebm] is fairer [Abm] than [Gb] any.
Twas down [Ebm] by Killarney's [Abm] we bullets [B] that we strayed.
The [Gb] moon and the stars, they [B] were [Db] shining.
The [B] moon [Bbm] shone its rays [B] on his locks of golden [Ebm] hair.
[Gb] And he swore he'd [Ebm] be my [B] love forever.
[Gb]
Red [Ebm] is the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb]
Fair [Ebm] is the lily of [B] the [Db] valley.
[B] Clear is [Bbm] the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love is [Abm] fairer than
[Gb] any.
It was not for the parting [B] that my sister paints.
It's [Gb] not for [Ebm] the grief of [B] my [Db] mother.
[B] It's all for [Bbm] the loss of my [B] bonnie [Ebm] Irish lad.
[Gb] That my heart is [Ebm]
breaking [Abm] [Gb] forever.
Red is [Ebm] the [Abm] rose that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the [Db]
valley.
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my [Ebm] love is [B] fairer than [Abm]
[Gb] any.
My love was [Abm] fairer than [Gb] any.
[Db]
[Bb] Good to see you in the morning from [Bbm] New York City in a hotel room.
[G] I am here for [Bb] this week only just to see the Wagner Ring Cycle operas.
Not playing a show [Abm] myself.
I [Eb] have really been enjoying it, hanging out with my friend Grace.
And it's the last opera tonight, and then we head back tomorrow.
[D] So it's been really fun.
And [Bb] I hope you enjoyed this little [Db] New York hotel room jam.
[D] Red is the Rose, one of my favorite Irish [B] tunes.
Happy Sunday morning.
See you next week.
[Gb]
Red is [Ebm] the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the [Db] valley.
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows from [B] the poin.
[Gb] But my love is fairer [Abm] than
Irish lad.
[Gb] Come over the hills to [B] your [Db]
darling.
[B] You [Bbm] choose the road, love, [B] and I'll make [Ebm] the vow.
[Gb] And I'll be your [Ebm] true love [Abm] forever.
[Gb] Red [Ebm] is the [Abm] rose that in yonder garden [B] blooms.
[Gb] Fair is the [B] lily of the [Db] valley.
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love [Ebm] is fairer [Abm] than [Gb] any.
Twas down [Ebm] by Killarney's [Abm] we bullets [B] that we strayed.
The [Gb] moon and the stars, they [B] were [Db] shining.
The [B] moon [Bbm] shone its rays [B] on his locks of golden [Ebm] hair.
[Gb] And he swore he'd [Ebm] be my [B] love forever.
[Gb]
Red [Ebm] is the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb]
Fair [Ebm] is the lily of [B] the [Db] valley.
[B] Clear is [Bbm] the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love is [Abm] fairer than
[Gb] any.
It was not for the parting [B] that my sister paints.
It's [Gb] not for [Ebm] the grief of [B] my [Db] mother.
[B] It's all for [Bbm] the loss of my [B] bonnie [Ebm] Irish lad.
[Gb] That my heart is [Ebm]
breaking [Abm] [Gb] forever.
Red is [Ebm] the [Abm] rose that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the [Db]
valley.
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my [Ebm] love is [B] fairer than [Abm]
[Gb] any.
My love was [Abm] fairer than [Gb] any.
[Db]
[Bb] Good to see you in the morning from [Bbm] New York City in a hotel room.
[G] I am here for [Bb] this week only just to see the Wagner Ring Cycle operas.
Not playing a show [Abm] myself.
I [Eb] have really been enjoying it, hanging out with my friend Grace.
And it's the last opera tonight, and then we head back tomorrow.
[D] So it's been really fun.
And [Bb] I hope you enjoyed this little [Db] New York hotel room jam.
[D] Red is the Rose, one of my favorite Irish [B] tunes.
Happy Sunday morning.
See you next week.
[Gb]
Red is [Ebm] the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the [Db] valley.
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows from [B] the poin.
[Gb] But my love is fairer [Abm] than
Key:
B
Gb
Ebm
Abm
Db
B
Gb
Ebm
[N] _ _ _ [Gb] Come over [Ebm] the hills, [Abm] my bonnie _ [B]
Irish lad.
_ [Gb] Come over the hills to [B] your _ _ [Db]
darling.
_ _ [B] _ You [Bbm] choose the road, love, [B] and I'll make [Ebm] the vow.
_ [Gb] And I'll be your [Ebm] true love [Abm] _ forever. _
_ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ Red [Ebm] is the [Abm] rose that in yonder garden [B] blooms.
[Gb] Fair is the [B] lily of the _ [Db] valley. _ _
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love [Ebm] is fairer [Abm] than _ _ [Gb] any.
_ _ _ _ Twas down [Ebm] by _ Killarney's [Abm] we bullets [B] that we strayed.
The [Gb] _ moon and the stars, they [B] were _ _ [Db] shining.
_ The [B] moon [Bbm] shone its rays [B] on his locks of golden [Ebm] hair.
_ [Gb] And he swore he'd [Ebm] be my [B] love forever.
_ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ Red [Ebm] is the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] _
Fair [Ebm] is the lily of [B] the _ [Db] valley.
_ _ [B] Clear is [Bbm] the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love is _ [Abm] fairer than _ _
[Gb] any.
_ _ _ It was not for the parting [B] that my sister _ paints.
It's [Gb] not for [Ebm] the grief of [B] my _ _ [Db] mother.
_ [B] It's all for [Bbm] the loss of my [B] bonnie [Ebm] Irish lad.
[Gb] That my heart is [Ebm]
breaking [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] forever.
_ _ Red is [Ebm] the [Abm] rose that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the _ _ [Db]
valley.
_ [B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my [Ebm] love is _ [B] fairer than [Abm] _
[Gb] any.
_ _ My love was _ [Abm] fairer than _ _ [Gb] any. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ Good to see you in the morning from [Bbm] New York City in a hotel room.
[G] I am here for [Bb] this week only just to see the Wagner Ring Cycle operas.
Not playing a show [Abm] myself.
I [Eb] have really been enjoying it, hanging out with my friend Grace.
And it's the last opera tonight, and then we head back tomorrow.
[D] So it's been really fun.
And [Bb] I hope you enjoyed this little [Db] New York hotel room jam.
[D] Red is the Rose, one of my favorite Irish [B] tunes.
Happy Sunday morning.
See you next week.
[Gb] _
_ Red is [Ebm] the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the _ _ [Db] valley.
_ [B] _ Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows from [B] the poin.
[Gb] But my love is fairer [Abm] than _ _
Irish lad.
_ [Gb] Come over the hills to [B] your _ _ [Db]
darling.
_ _ [B] _ You [Bbm] choose the road, love, [B] and I'll make [Ebm] the vow.
_ [Gb] And I'll be your [Ebm] true love [Abm] _ forever. _
_ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ Red [Ebm] is the [Abm] rose that in yonder garden [B] blooms.
[Gb] Fair is the [B] lily of the _ [Db] valley. _ _
[B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love [Ebm] is fairer [Abm] than _ _ [Gb] any.
_ _ _ _ Twas down [Ebm] by _ Killarney's [Abm] we bullets [B] that we strayed.
The [Gb] _ moon and the stars, they [B] were _ _ [Db] shining.
_ The [B] moon [Bbm] shone its rays [B] on his locks of golden [Ebm] hair.
_ [Gb] And he swore he'd [Ebm] be my [B] love forever.
_ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ Red [Ebm] is the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] _
Fair [Ebm] is the lily of [B] the _ [Db] valley.
_ _ [B] Clear is [Bbm] the water [Abm] that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my love is _ [Abm] fairer than _ _
[Gb] any.
_ _ _ It was not for the parting [B] that my sister _ paints.
It's [Gb] not for [Ebm] the grief of [B] my _ _ [Db] mother.
_ [B] It's all for [Bbm] the loss of my [B] bonnie [Ebm] Irish lad.
[Gb] That my heart is [Ebm]
breaking [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] forever.
_ _ Red is [Ebm] the [Abm] rose that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the _ _ [Db]
valley.
_ [B] Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows [B] from the poin.
[Gb] But my [Ebm] love is _ [B] fairer than [Abm] _
[Gb] any.
_ _ My love was _ [Abm] fairer than _ _ [Gb] any. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ Good to see you in the morning from [Bbm] New York City in a hotel room.
[G] I am here for [Bb] this week only just to see the Wagner Ring Cycle operas.
Not playing a show [Abm] myself.
I [Eb] have really been enjoying it, hanging out with my friend Grace.
And it's the last opera tonight, and then we head back tomorrow.
[D] So it's been really fun.
And [Bb] I hope you enjoyed this little [Db] New York hotel room jam.
[D] Red is the Rose, one of my favorite Irish [B] tunes.
Happy Sunday morning.
See you next week.
[Gb] _
_ Red is [Ebm] the rose [Abm] that in yonder [B] garden blooms.
[Gb] Fair [Ebm] is the lily [B] of the _ _ [Db] valley.
_ [B] _ Clear [Bbm] is the water [Abm]
that flows from [B] the poin.
[Gb] But my love is fairer [Abm] than _ _