Chords for Sean Keane "The May Morning Dew"
Tempo:
86.45 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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How pleasant in winter to sit by the hall, Listening to the barks and the howls of a dog,
Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through, And to pluck the wildflowers in the May morn.
Summer is coming, O summer is here, With the leaves on the trees and the sky is blue and clear,
And the birds they are singing their fond notes so true, And the flowers they are springing in the May morn.
The house I was reared in is but a stone on a stone, And all round the garden the weeds they have grown,
And all the kind neighbours that ever, Like the red rose they have widowed,
In the May morn.
God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone,
And likewise my [Gm] brothers, young Dennis and John, As they trip through the [Cm] heddle,
And the wild hare to pursue, With their joys they will mingle, In the May morn.
Or in summer to wander the wide valleys through, And to pluck the wildflowers in the May morn.
Summer is coming, O summer is here, With the leaves on the trees and the sky is blue and clear,
And the birds they are singing their fond notes so true, And the flowers they are springing in the May morn.
The house I was reared in is but a stone on a stone, And all round the garden the weeds they have grown,
And all the kind neighbours that ever, Like the red rose they have widowed,
In the May morn.
God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone,
And likewise my [Gm] brothers, young Dennis and John, As they trip through the [Cm] heddle,
And the wild hare to pursue, With their joys they will mingle, In the May morn.
Key:
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
How pleasant in winter _ to sit by the _ hall, Listening to the barks and the howls of a dog,
Or in summer to wander _ the wide valleys through, _ _ And to pluck the wildflowers in _ the May morn. _
_ _ _ Summer is coming, O summer is here, _ With the leaves on the trees and the sky is blue and clear, _
And the birds they are singing _ _ their fond notes so true, _ And the flowers they are springing in the May morn. _ _ _
_ The house I was reared in _ is but a stone on a stone, _ _ And all round the garden the weeds they have grown, _ _ _
And all the kind neighbours _ that ever, _ _ _ _ _ Like the red rose they have widowed,
In the May morn. _ _ _
_ _ God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone, _ _ _
And likewise my [Gm] brothers, young Dennis and John, _ _ As they trip through the [Cm] heddle,
_ And the wild hare to pursue, _ _ With their joys they will mingle, _ _ In the May morn. _ _ _
Or in summer to wander _ the wide valleys through, _ _ And to pluck the wildflowers in _ the May morn. _
_ _ _ Summer is coming, O summer is here, _ With the leaves on the trees and the sky is blue and clear, _
And the birds they are singing _ _ their fond notes so true, _ And the flowers they are springing in the May morn. _ _ _
_ The house I was reared in _ is but a stone on a stone, _ _ And all round the garden the weeds they have grown, _ _ _
And all the kind neighbours _ that ever, _ _ _ _ _ Like the red rose they have widowed,
In the May morn. _ _ _
_ _ God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone, _ _ _
And likewise my [Gm] brothers, young Dennis and John, _ _ As they trip through the [Cm] heddle,
_ And the wild hare to pursue, _ _ With their joys they will mingle, _ _ In the May morn. _ _ _