Chords for The mountains of Pomeroy

_ _ _ This next song is a song called the mountains of Pomeroy and it stems from
the [F] north of Ireland and tells the story of a young girl who falls in love with
an outlaw and _ leaves her family to go away and marry him but on the way she
gets caught in a flood and drowns.
_ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [F] It's a sad story.
Yes.
[Gm] But no one can tell it like [F] you.
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dawn was breaking bright [Bb] and fair, [F] the larks sang in the sky.
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[F] When a maid she bound her [Bb] golden hair,
with [F] a blight [C] glanced in her [F] eye.
_ _ [Dm] For who beyond [F] the gay green wood was awaiting her with joy?
_ _ Ah, who but gallant _ [Bb] Rennerdine [F] in the mountains [C] of _ _ Pomeroy.
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_ _ [C] _ _ [F] Full oft, full oft in the [Bb] twilight hour, [F] full oft in the twilight brown,
_ _ he met the maid [C] with the [Bb] golden hair, [F] where the tumbling [C] _ [F] torrents fell. _ _
[Dm] For they were faithful [Bbm] [C] and in [F] love, no wars could e'er destroy.
_ _ _ No tyrants' chains bound [Bb] Rennerdine [Am] in the mountains [C] of _ [F] Pomeroy.
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_ [F] My love, she said, I'm [Bb] so afraid of [F] the foeman's force and you.
_ _ They've dragged you in all o'er [Bb] the plains [F] and all [C] the valleys [F] through.
_ _ [Dm] My kinsmen frown [F] when you are named, your life they will destroy.
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Beware, they say, of [Bb] Rennerdine [C] in the [F] mountains of _ Pomeroy.
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My love, he said, [Bb] be not afraid [F] of the _ foeman's force and me. _
No chain shall bind whate'er _
[Bb] [F] betide the arm that would be free. _
_ _ [Dm] Oh, leave your cruel woe [F] cannot come when the lark is in the sky.
[C] _ _ [F] _ It's with my life I'll guard [Bb] you [C] in the mountains [F] of _ [Bb] Pomeroy.
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[F] Well, the dawn it broke, [Bbm] she rose and went [F] from her crooked _ unkind.
[C] _ [F] _ All full of love [Bbm] she's downed the glen [F] and up the mountainside.
_ _ [Dm] The mist came down, [F] the tempest rose and did all round destroy.
_ _ And a pale, brown, [Bb] bright man's Rennerdine [Am] in the mountains [C] of [F] _ Pomeroy.
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