Chords for Shores of America
Tempo:
96.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Dm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm bidding [G]
farewell [C] to [F] the [Dm] land of my [C] youth and [G] the homes I [F] love so [C] well.
And [G] the mountains, rams, of [F] my own native [C] land, I'm bidding them [G] all farewell.
With an aching heart, [F] I'll bid them [C] adieu, for tomorrow we'll sail [G] far away.
[C] Oh, the [G] raging foe, [F] to seek [C] a home [G] on the shores [F] of [C] America.
It's not for the want [F] of a climb and [C] time going, [G] it's not [F] for to see [C] some fame.
[G] That fortune bright [F] may shine over [C] me and give me a [A] glorious [G]
name.
It's not for the want [F] of a climb [Dm] and [C] time going on a dreary and [G] stormy sea.
[C] But to seek a home [F] for my own [C] true love [G] on the shores [F] of [C] America.
And [G]
[F]
[C]
[G]
[C]
[F]
[C] [G]
[C]
when I am bidding [F] my last [C] farewell, [G] the tears [F] like rain [C] will fall.
[G] To think of my friends [F] in my own native [C] land and the home in all their [G] land so small.
But if I'm to die [F] on a far [C] foreign shore and be buried so far, far [G] away.
[C] No fond mother's tears [F] will be shed or [C] my grave [G] on the shores [F] of [C] America.
farewell [C] to [F] the [Dm] land of my [C] youth and [G] the homes I [F] love so [C] well.
And [G] the mountains, rams, of [F] my own native [C] land, I'm bidding them [G] all farewell.
With an aching heart, [F] I'll bid them [C] adieu, for tomorrow we'll sail [G] far away.
[C] Oh, the [G] raging foe, [F] to seek [C] a home [G] on the shores [F] of [C] America.
It's not for the want [F] of a climb and [C] time going, [G] it's not [F] for to see [C] some fame.
[G] That fortune bright [F] may shine over [C] me and give me a [A] glorious [G]
name.
It's not for the want [F] of a climb [Dm] and [C] time going on a dreary and [G] stormy sea.
[C] But to seek a home [F] for my own [C] true love [G] on the shores [F] of [C] America.
And [G]
[F]
[C]
[G]
[C]
[F]
[C] [G]
[C]
when I am bidding [F] my last [C] farewell, [G] the tears [F] like rain [C] will fall.
[G] To think of my friends [F] in my own native [C] land and the home in all their [G] land so small.
But if I'm to die [F] on a far [C] foreign shore and be buried so far, far [G] away.
[C] No fond mother's tears [F] will be shed or [C] my grave [G] on the shores [F] of [C] America.
Key:
C
G
F
Dm
A
C
G
F
_ _ I'm bidding _ [G]
farewell [C] to [F] the [Dm] land of my [C] youth and [G] the homes I [F] _ love so [C] _ well.
_ And [G] the mountains, rams, of [F] my own native [C] land, I'm bidding them [G] all farewell. _ _
_ With an _ aching heart, [F] I'll bid them [C] adieu, for tomorrow we'll sail [G] far _ away.
_ _ [C] Oh, the [G] raging foe, [F] to seek [C] a home [G] on the shores [F] of _ [C] America. _ _
_ _ It's not for the want [F] of a climb and [C] time going, [G] it's not [F] for to see [C] some fame.
_ _ [G] That _ fortune bright [F] may shine over [C] me and give me a [A] glorious [G] _ _
name.
_ It's not for the want [F] of a climb [Dm] and [C] time going on a dreary and _ [G] stormy sea. _
_ _ [C] But to seek a home [F] for my own [C] true love [G] on the shores [F] of _ [C] America. _ _
_ And [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ when I am bidding [F] my last [C] farewell, [G] the tears [F] like rain [C] will _ _ fall.
[G] To think of my friends [F] in my own native [C] _ land and the home in all their [G] land so small.
_ _ But if I'm to die [F] on a far [C] foreign shore and be buried so far, far [G] away. _
_ _ [C] No fond mother's tears [F] will be shed or [C] my grave [G] on the shores [F] of _ [C] America. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
farewell [C] to [F] the [Dm] land of my [C] youth and [G] the homes I [F] _ love so [C] _ well.
_ And [G] the mountains, rams, of [F] my own native [C] land, I'm bidding them [G] all farewell. _ _
_ With an _ aching heart, [F] I'll bid them [C] adieu, for tomorrow we'll sail [G] far _ away.
_ _ [C] Oh, the [G] raging foe, [F] to seek [C] a home [G] on the shores [F] of _ [C] America. _ _
_ _ It's not for the want [F] of a climb and [C] time going, [G] it's not [F] for to see [C] some fame.
_ _ [G] That _ fortune bright [F] may shine over [C] me and give me a [A] glorious [G] _ _
name.
_ It's not for the want [F] of a climb [Dm] and [C] time going on a dreary and _ [G] stormy sea. _
_ _ [C] But to seek a home [F] for my own [C] true love [G] on the shores [F] of _ [C] America. _ _
_ And [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ when I am bidding [F] my last [C] farewell, [G] the tears [F] like rain [C] will _ _ fall.
[G] To think of my friends [F] in my own native [C] _ land and the home in all their [G] land so small.
_ _ But if I'm to die [F] on a far [C] foreign shore and be buried so far, far [G] away. _
_ _ [C] No fond mother's tears [F] will be shed or [C] my grave [G] on the shores [F] of _ [C] America. _ _
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