Chords for The legend (Mandela) with lyrics
Tempo:
78.7 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
Bm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
Went to [C#] see a legend [C#m] just [A] the other [D] night
At [G#] the Yankee [Bm] Stadium [G] underneath [A] the lights
[G] And I heard an [A] old man speaking after [G] years and [D] years in jail
His name [B] was Mandela and he [A] came to tell [D] the tale
Well the crowd they cheered him [B] loudly, [F#m] but then the silence [D] fell
As he spoke [A] about his [Bm] hard years in [G] a South [F#m] African [A] cell
[G] And although [D] he [A] was free, well [G] his heart was [D] filled in pain
For his country [A] and [B] his people were still [A] part [D] of the chain
He said he hoped [A] that he'd [B] join them and we'd [G] walk down [D] freedom's path
And although these would be [Bm] hard years, oh [G] they would [F#m] be the [A] last
[G] And to join hands [A] together so that we might be as [D] one
And to bring [A] ourselves [Bm] to the cause so our [A] struggle might [D] be won
I went home [A] to bed that [B] evening, [F#m] I fell asleep and I [D] had a dream
Well I [A] dreamt that I [Bm] was standing there in [G] an Irish field [F#m] of [A] green
[G] And all around [A] were headstones of [D] the martyrs of the past
Well I stood [A] in solemn [Bm] silence and they [A] spoke to me [D] at last
Kevin Barry [A] is my [B] name, I was tortured in a cell
And they wanted the names of my [Bm] comrades, [G] how but the sight would [E] not tell
And [G] I am [A] Roger Casement, I [G] was hanged in [D] London town
For bringing [Bm] German rifles to the [F#m] lonely [D] battleground
James Conley is [B] my name, [F#m] the [G] working people are my [D]
life
And then they shot [B] me down in [G]
Kilmainham, jailhouse [A] rife
[G] And I am [A] Corey Pearce, I [G] was shot down by [D] the foe
For I read the [B] proclamation [F#m] [G] on the steps in the [D] GTO
Well the last [C#m] voice that I [Bm] heard says my [G] name is [D] Bobby Sand
And it's good [A] to hear [Bm] Mandela's voice, it's [G] ringing through our land
I want [G] to hear him in [A] Belfast, [D] in Derry and Tyrone
Yes baby then those English [B] soldiers, oh [G] now it's [A] time to go [D]
home
I awoke then [B] from my dream, I [A] remember [D] them all
And who will [Bm] believe them, they [G] could knock down the Berlin [A] Wall
[Em] And I said oh [A] Mandela, can [E] this really [D] be
Yes maybe then we'll [C#m] see old Ireland reunited [F#m] and [D] free
[Bm] [D]
[A] [G]
Went to [C#] see a legend [C#m] just [A] the other [D] night
At [G#] the Yankee [Bm] Stadium [G] underneath [A] the lights
[G] And I heard an [A] old man speaking after [G] years and [D] years in jail
His name [B] was Mandela and he [A] came to tell [D] the tale
Well the crowd they cheered him [B] loudly, [F#m] but then the silence [D] fell
As he spoke [A] about his [Bm] hard years in [G] a South [F#m] African [A] cell
[G] And although [D] he [A] was free, well [G] his heart was [D] filled in pain
For his country [A] and [B] his people were still [A] part [D] of the chain
He said he hoped [A] that he'd [B] join them and we'd [G] walk down [D] freedom's path
And although these would be [Bm] hard years, oh [G] they would [F#m] be the [A] last
[G] And to join hands [A] together so that we might be as [D] one
And to bring [A] ourselves [Bm] to the cause so our [A] struggle might [D] be won
I went home [A] to bed that [B] evening, [F#m] I fell asleep and I [D] had a dream
Well I [A] dreamt that I [Bm] was standing there in [G] an Irish field [F#m] of [A] green
[G] And all around [A] were headstones of [D] the martyrs of the past
Well I stood [A] in solemn [Bm] silence and they [A] spoke to me [D] at last
Kevin Barry [A] is my [B] name, I was tortured in a cell
And they wanted the names of my [Bm] comrades, [G] how but the sight would [E] not tell
And [G] I am [A] Roger Casement, I [G] was hanged in [D] London town
For bringing [Bm] German rifles to the [F#m] lonely [D] battleground
James Conley is [B] my name, [F#m] the [G] working people are my [D]
life
And then they shot [B] me down in [G]
Kilmainham, jailhouse [A] rife
[G] And I am [A] Corey Pearce, I [G] was shot down by [D] the foe
For I read the [B] proclamation [F#m] [G] on the steps in the [D] GTO
Well the last [C#m] voice that I [Bm] heard says my [G] name is [D] Bobby Sand
And it's good [A] to hear [Bm] Mandela's voice, it's [G] ringing through our land
I want [G] to hear him in [A] Belfast, [D] in Derry and Tyrone
Yes baby then those English [B] soldiers, oh [G] now it's [A] time to go [D]
home
I awoke then [B] from my dream, I [A] remember [D] them all
And who will [Bm] believe them, they [G] could knock down the Berlin [A] Wall
[Em] And I said oh [A] Mandela, can [E] this really [D] be
Yes maybe then we'll [C#m] see old Ireland reunited [F#m] and [D] free
[Bm] [D]
[A] [G]
Key:
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Bm
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A
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G
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
Went to [C#] see a legend [C#m] just [A] the other [D] night
_ At [G#] the Yankee [Bm] Stadium [G] underneath [A] the lights
_ [G] And I heard an [A] old man speaking after [G] years and [D] years in jail
His name [B] was Mandela and he [A] came to tell [D] the tale
Well _ the crowd they cheered him [B] loudly, [F#m] but then the silence [D] fell
As he spoke [A] about his [Bm] hard years in [G] a South [F#m] African [A] cell
[G] And although [D] he [A] was free, well [G] his heart was [D] filled in pain
For his country [A] and [B] his people were still [A] part [D] of the chain
He _ _ said he hoped [A] that he'd [B] join them and we'd [G] walk down [D] freedom's path
And although these would be [Bm] hard years, oh [G] they would [F#m] be the [A] last
[G] And to join hands [A] together so that we might be as [D] one
And to bring [A] ourselves [Bm] to the cause so our [A] struggle might [D] be won
_ _ I went home [A] to bed that [B] evening, [F#m] I fell asleep and I [D] had a dream
Well I [A] dreamt that I [Bm] was standing there in [G] an Irish field [F#m] of [A] green
[G] And all around [A] were headstones of [D] the martyrs of the past
Well I stood [A] in solemn [Bm] silence and they [A] spoke to me [D] at last
_ _ Kevin Barry [A] is my [B] name, I was tortured in a cell
And they wanted the names of my [Bm] comrades, [G] how but the sight would [E] not tell
And [G] I am [A] Roger Casement, I [G] was hanged in [D] London town
For bringing [Bm] German rifles to the [F#m] lonely [D] battleground
_ _ _ _ James Conley is [B] my name, [F#m] the [G] working people are my [D]
life
And then they shot [B] me down in [G]
Kilmainham, jailhouse [A] rife
[G] And I am [A] Corey Pearce, I [G] was shot down by [D] the foe
For I read the [B] proclamation [F#m] [G] on the steps in the [D] GTO
_ Well _ the last [C#m] voice that I [Bm] heard says my [G] name is [D] Bobby Sand
And it's good [A] to hear [Bm] Mandela's voice, it's [G] ringing through our land
I want [G] to hear him in [A] Belfast, [D] in Derry and Tyrone
Yes baby then those English [B] soldiers, oh [G] now it's [A] time to go [D] _
home
_ I awoke then [B] from my dream, _ I [A] remember [D] them all
And who will [Bm] believe them, they [G] could knock down the Berlin [A] Wall
[Em] And I said oh [A] Mandela, can [E] this really [D] be
Yes maybe then we'll [C#m] see old Ireland reunited [F#m] and [D] free _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
Went to [C#] see a legend [C#m] just [A] the other [D] night
_ At [G#] the Yankee [Bm] Stadium [G] underneath [A] the lights
_ [G] And I heard an [A] old man speaking after [G] years and [D] years in jail
His name [B] was Mandela and he [A] came to tell [D] the tale
Well _ the crowd they cheered him [B] loudly, [F#m] but then the silence [D] fell
As he spoke [A] about his [Bm] hard years in [G] a South [F#m] African [A] cell
[G] And although [D] he [A] was free, well [G] his heart was [D] filled in pain
For his country [A] and [B] his people were still [A] part [D] of the chain
He _ _ said he hoped [A] that he'd [B] join them and we'd [G] walk down [D] freedom's path
And although these would be [Bm] hard years, oh [G] they would [F#m] be the [A] last
[G] And to join hands [A] together so that we might be as [D] one
And to bring [A] ourselves [Bm] to the cause so our [A] struggle might [D] be won
_ _ I went home [A] to bed that [B] evening, [F#m] I fell asleep and I [D] had a dream
Well I [A] dreamt that I [Bm] was standing there in [G] an Irish field [F#m] of [A] green
[G] And all around [A] were headstones of [D] the martyrs of the past
Well I stood [A] in solemn [Bm] silence and they [A] spoke to me [D] at last
_ _ Kevin Barry [A] is my [B] name, I was tortured in a cell
And they wanted the names of my [Bm] comrades, [G] how but the sight would [E] not tell
And [G] I am [A] Roger Casement, I [G] was hanged in [D] London town
For bringing [Bm] German rifles to the [F#m] lonely [D] battleground
_ _ _ _ James Conley is [B] my name, [F#m] the [G] working people are my [D]
life
And then they shot [B] me down in [G]
Kilmainham, jailhouse [A] rife
[G] And I am [A] Corey Pearce, I [G] was shot down by [D] the foe
For I read the [B] proclamation [F#m] [G] on the steps in the [D] GTO
_ Well _ the last [C#m] voice that I [Bm] heard says my [G] name is [D] Bobby Sand
And it's good [A] to hear [Bm] Mandela's voice, it's [G] ringing through our land
I want [G] to hear him in [A] Belfast, [D] in Derry and Tyrone
Yes baby then those English [B] soldiers, oh [G] now it's [A] time to go [D] _
home
_ I awoke then [B] from my dream, _ I [A] remember [D] them all
And who will [Bm] believe them, they [G] could knock down the Berlin [A] Wall
[Em] And I said oh [A] Mandela, can [E] this really [D] be
Yes maybe then we'll [C#m] see old Ireland reunited [F#m] and [D] free _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _