The Sea Around Us Chords by The Ludlows
Tempo:
95.6 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
Bm
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[A]
[Bm] [D] They say that the lakes of [A] Killarney are fair, No stream like the Liffey could ever compare.
[D] If it's water you want, you'll [A] find nothing so rare, As the stuff that's laid down [D] by the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Tom Moore made his [A] waters meet fame and renown, A great lover of anything dressed in a crown.
[D] With Brandy the [A] bandy of Saxon he'd drown, And [Em] throw their head drop [D] in the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Though the Stots of their [A] whiskey, the Welsh of their leeks, Their poets are paid about tenpence a week,
[D]
Provided no harsh [A] words on England they speak, Oh Lord, [E] what a price [D] for devotion.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
[A]
[D] Two foreign old men [A] are fit but a did join, Each one to [D] be, if the Irish had sense,
[A] They'd drown both in the vine, And partition throw [D] into the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Now the Danes came to [A] Ireland with nothing to do, What dream of that plundered old Irish face do?
[D] Well you will in your Viking [A] says Brian Barrow, And he threw them back into [D] the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
[A] [D]
[N]
[A]
[Bm] [D] They say that the lakes of [A] Killarney are fair, No stream like the Liffey could ever compare.
[D] If it's water you want, you'll [A] find nothing so rare, As the stuff that's laid down [D] by the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Tom Moore made his [A] waters meet fame and renown, A great lover of anything dressed in a crown.
[D] With Brandy the [A] bandy of Saxon he'd drown, And [Em] throw their head drop [D] in the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Though the Stots of their [A] whiskey, the Welsh of their leeks, Their poets are paid about tenpence a week,
[D]
Provided no harsh [A] words on England they speak, Oh Lord, [E] what a price [D] for devotion.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
[A]
[D] Two foreign old men [A] are fit but a did join, Each one to [D] be, if the Irish had sense,
[A] They'd drown both in the vine, And partition throw [D] into the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Now the Danes came to [A] Ireland with nothing to do, What dream of that plundered old Irish face do?
[D] Well you will in your Viking [A] says Brian Barrow, And he threw them back into [D] the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
[A] [D]
[N]
Key:
A
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Bm
Em
A
D
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Bm] _ [D] _ _ They say that the lakes of [A] Killarney are fair, No stream like the Liffey could ever compare.
[D] If it's water you want, you'll [A] find nothing so rare, As the stuff that's laid down [D] by the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Tom Moore made his [A] waters meet fame and renown, A great lover of anything dressed in a crown.
[D] With Brandy the [A] bandy of Saxon he'd drown, And [Em] throw their head drop [D] in the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Though the Stots of their [A] whiskey, the Welsh of their leeks, Their poets are paid about tenpence a week,
[D]
Provided no harsh [A] words on England they speak, Oh Lord, [E] what a price [D] for devotion.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
_ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ Two foreign old men [A] are fit but a did join, Each one to _ _ _ [D] be, if the Irish had sense,
[A] They'd drown both in the vine, And partition throw [D] into the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Now the Danes came to [A] Ireland with nothing to do, What dream of that plundered old Irish face do?
[D] Well you will in your Viking [A] says Brian Barrow, And he threw them back into [D] the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Bm] _ [D] _ _ They say that the lakes of [A] Killarney are fair, No stream like the Liffey could ever compare.
[D] If it's water you want, you'll [A] find nothing so rare, As the stuff that's laid down [D] by the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Tom Moore made his [A] waters meet fame and renown, A great lover of anything dressed in a crown.
[D] With Brandy the [A] bandy of Saxon he'd drown, And [Em] throw their head drop [D] in the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and [D] me,
It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Though the Stots of their [A] whiskey, the Welsh of their leeks, Their poets are paid about tenpence a week,
[D]
Provided no harsh [A] words on England they speak, Oh Lord, [E] what a price [D] for devotion.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
_ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ Two foreign old men [A] are fit but a did join, Each one to _ _ _ [D] be, if the Irish had sense,
[A] They'd drown both in the vine, And partition throw [D] into the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, Crog [D] Yarlow [A] Cree, Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee [A] that some haul will be free, My God, we're [D] surrounded by water.
Now the Danes came to [A] Ireland with nothing to do, What dream of that plundered old Irish face do?
[D] Well you will in your Viking [A] says Brian Barrow, And he threw them back into [D] the ocean.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
The Sea of the [A] Seas, [D] Crog Yarlow Cree, [A]
Long may it roll between England and me,
[D] It's a sure guarantee that [A] some haul will be free, My God, we're surrounded [D] by water.
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