Rock on Rockall Chords by Wolfe Tones
Tempo:
104.9 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [A] [D]
Oh, the empire just finished, no foreign lands to seize,
[G] So the greedy [D] eye of England is turning [A] towards the seas.
[D] Two hundred miles from [Bm] Donegal, [D] there's a place that's called Rockall,
[G] And the groping [D] hands of Foytall, [A] grabbing [D] at its walls.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
[D]
Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in [A] many lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you [D] all to hell.
This roughest part of Ireland, for it's written in folklore,
[G] Finn [D] Mickle took a sod of grass, he threw it [A] to the fore.
[D] Then he tossed the pebble across the [Bm] sea.
[D] Wherever did it fall, [G] for the sod became [D] the Isle of Man,
[A] The pebbles call [D] Rockall.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
[D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the same [D] resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
Oh, the seas will not be silent, while Britannia grabs the waves.
[G] Remember [D] that the Irish will no longer [A] be your slaves.
[D] Remember that [Bm] Britannia well.
[D] She rules the waves no more.
[G]
Keep your [D] hands off Rockall, [A] it's Irish [D] to the core.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you [Bm] never fall.
[D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did [A] in many lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above your [Bm] eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural gas [D] would burn your ass,
[A] Blow you all [D] to hell.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
[D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
Oh, the empire just finished, no foreign lands to seize,
[G] So the greedy [D] eye of England is turning [A] towards the seas.
[D] Two hundred miles from [Bm] Donegal, [D] there's a place that's called Rockall,
[G] And the groping [D] hands of Foytall, [A] grabbing [D] at its walls.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
[D]
Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in [A] many lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you [D] all to hell.
This roughest part of Ireland, for it's written in folklore,
[G] Finn [D] Mickle took a sod of grass, he threw it [A] to the fore.
[D] Then he tossed the pebble across the [Bm] sea.
[D] Wherever did it fall, [G] for the sod became [D] the Isle of Man,
[A] The pebbles call [D] Rockall.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
[D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the same [D] resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
Oh, the seas will not be silent, while Britannia grabs the waves.
[G] Remember [D] that the Irish will no longer [A] be your slaves.
[D] Remember that [Bm] Britannia well.
[D] She rules the waves no more.
[G]
Keep your [D] hands off Rockall, [A] it's Irish [D] to the core.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you [Bm] never fall.
[D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did [A] in many lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above your [Bm] eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural gas [D] would burn your ass,
[A] Blow you all [D] to hell.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
[D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
[D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
Key:
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Bm
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Bm
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ Oh, the empire just finished, no foreign lands to seize,
[G] So the greedy [D] eye of England is turning [A] towards the seas.
_ [D] Two hundred miles from [Bm] Donegal, _ _ [D] there's a place that's called Rockall,
[G] And the groping [D] hands of Foytall, [A] grabbing [D] at its walls.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
_ _ [D]
Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in [A] many lands.
_ [D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you [D] all to hell.
_ This roughest part of Ireland, for it's written in folklore,
[G] Finn [D] Mickle took a sod of grass, he threw it [A] to the fore.
_ [D] Then he tossed the pebble across the [Bm] sea.
_ _ [D] Wherever did it fall, [G] for the sod became [D] the Isle of Man,
[A] The pebbles call [D] Rockall.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
_ [D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the same [D] resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
_ [D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
_ Oh, the seas will not be silent, while Britannia grabs the waves.
[G] Remember [D] that the Irish will no longer [A] be your slaves.
_ _ [D] Remember that [Bm] Britannia well.
_ [D] She rules the waves no more.
[G]
Keep your [D] hands off Rockall, [A] it's Irish [D] to the core.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you [Bm] never fall.
_ [D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did [A] in many lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above your [Bm] eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural gas [D] would burn your ass,
[A] Blow you all [D] to hell.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
_ [D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
_ [D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, the empire just finished, no foreign lands to seize,
[G] So the greedy [D] eye of England is turning [A] towards the seas.
_ [D] Two hundred miles from [Bm] Donegal, _ _ [D] there's a place that's called Rockall,
[G] And the groping [D] hands of Foytall, [A] grabbing [D] at its walls.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
_ _ [D]
Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in [A] many lands.
_ [D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you [D] all to hell.
_ This roughest part of Ireland, for it's written in folklore,
[G] Finn [D] Mickle took a sod of grass, he threw it [A] to the fore.
_ [D] Then he tossed the pebble across the [Bm] sea.
_ _ [D] Wherever did it fall, [G] for the sod became [D] the Isle of Man,
[A] The pebbles call [D] Rockall.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
_ [D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the same [D] resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
_ [D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
_ Oh, the seas will not be silent, while Britannia grabs the waves.
[G] Remember [D] that the Irish will no longer [A] be your slaves.
_ _ [D] Remember that [Bm] Britannia well.
_ [D] She rules the waves no more.
[G]
Keep your [D] hands off Rockall, [A] it's Irish [D] to the core.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you [Bm] never fall.
_ [D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did [A] in many lands.
[D] May the seagulls rise above your [Bm] eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural gas [D] would burn your ass,
[A] Blow you all [D] to hell.
Oh, Rockall, Rockall, you never [Bm] fall.
_ [D] Barbarians greedy hands, [G] are you meet the [D] same resistance,
Like you did in many [A] lands.
_ [D] May the seagulls rise above [Bm] your eyes,
_ [D] And the water crush your shell, [G] and the natural [D] gas would burn your [A] ass,
Blow you all [D] to hell.
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