Chords for Rita Gallagher & Julie Fowlis - Going To Mass Last Sunday | Port Donegal | TG4

_ [Bb] _ _ Oh, oh, unto [Bbm] you, _ [Fm] Molly, you [Bb] are [Bb] proved to be [Fm] unkind.
For [Bbm] you plucked the bonny _ [Fm] briar, left [Bbm] the sweet red rose [Bb] behind.
_ [Bbm] But the briar it [Bb] will wear, [Fm] _ [Bbm] and the day it will [Fm] come [Ab] soon.
[Bbm] When the lovely, blushing _ [Fm] red rose [Bbm] will flourish and will bloom. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] Courting is [Bbm] a [Ab] pleasure [Bb] between [Bbm] my love and [Fm] I.
[F] And it's down in [Bb] yonder valley [Bbm] I will meet [Ab] her by [Bbm] and by.
[Bb] _
It's down in yonder _ [Cm] valley, [Bb] she is my [Fm] heart's delight. _
[Bb] And with you lovely [Bbm] _ [Ab] Molly, [Bbm] I could spend [C] till the broad [Bb] daylight. _ _
_ _ _ I then took out a [C] bottle and [Ebm] I held it in my [Ab] hand.
[Fm] Saying, [Bb] raise your glass dear [Bbm] _ [F] Molly, our [Bbm] friendship [F] is at [Bb] an end.
Saying, [Bbm] raise your glass dear _ [Fm] Molly, drink [Bb] the bottle's right [Fm] to me.
For [F] there are [Fm] ten [Bbm] goodies, [Fm] wage arts, [Db] that married we [Bbm] never shall be. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
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_ _ Never trust a weak [Bb] arm with a dark [Bbm] and [Fm] roving eye. _
[Bb] Just court her [Bbm] and embrace _ [Fm]
her, [Bbm] never tell her the reason [Bb] why. _
Just court her and [Bbm] embrace [Ab]
her, [Bbm] till you cause her heart [Ab] to yield. _
[Cm] [Bbm] For faint-hearted [Bb] _ [Fm] soldier, [Db] never won [C] on the [Bbm] battlefield. _ _
_ Farewell to lovely [Bb] Molly, [Bbm] and county [Ab] Antrim too. _
[F] Likewise [Bbm] to lovely _ [Bb]
Molly, [Db] _ [C] bid a fond [Bb] _ adieu.
[Bbm] The _ hurricane lies far [Fm] _ _ [Bbm] across the ocean.
[Fm] _ _
I [Bb] am bound for there dear [Fm] Molly, so [Db] again I bid [Bb] adieu. _ _ _ _ _ _ _