Chords for The Show - 'Mountains of Mourne'

[Bb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
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[Bb] _ _ _ We're in a slum down [Eb] to a wonderful [Cm] sight.
The [F] people here are working [Eb] by day and [Bb] by night.
They don't sell potatoes, [Eb] nor barley, [Cm] nor wheat.
But there's [F] gangs of them digging [Eb] for gold [Bb] in the street.
_ [F] At least, when I asked them, [Bb] that's what I [Gm] was told.
[Bb] So I just took a hand at [Eb] this digging for [F] gold.
_ But [Bb] for all that I found [Eb] there, I might as [Cm] well be
in the [F] place where the dark moor is [Eb] sweeped down [Bb] to the sea. _
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[Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
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[Bb] _ _ There's beautiful girls here, [Eb] oh, never you [Cm] mind.
_ [F] _ Beautiful shapes, [Eb] nature never _
[Bb] designed.
_ _ Lovely _ complexions [Eb] of rose [Cm] and green.
[F] But let me remark, _ [Eb] [Bb] regard [Cm] to [Bb] the same,
_ [F] that if at those roses [Bb] you venture [F]
[Gm] to sip,
_ _ [Bb] _ colors might all come [Eb] away on [F] your lips.
_ _ So [Bb] I'll wait for the wild roses waiting [Cm] for me
[F] in the place where the dark moor is [Eb] sweeped down to [Bb] the sea. _
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[Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
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[Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
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[Bb] _ _ You remember young Davy [Eb] McLaren, [Cm] of course, well [F] sure now.
He's round here [Eb] with the rest of [Bb] the force.
I saw him one day as [Eb] I was crossing [Cm] the strand.
And [F] he stopped the whole street [Eb] with a wave of [Bb] his hand.
[F] And as we stood talking [Bb] of days [Gm] that are _ [Bb] gone, _
kind of London [Eb] stood there to [F] look on.
_ But [Bb] for all his great powers, [Eb] he's wishful [Cm] like me. _
[F] _ _ With the dark moor [Eb] sweeped down [Bb] to the sea.
But for all his great powers, [Eb] he's wishful [Cm] like me.
_ To [F] be back where the dark moor [Eb] sweeped down to the [Bb] sea. _
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