Chords for The Tale Of Cú Chulainn by Miracle Of Sound (IRISH/CELTIC FOLK METAL))

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[D] the sod and snow of [C] the Irish hills [D] was born a Duathas child,
With a fighting heart [C] and a mortal skill, [Am] And a spirit [G] fiery and wild.
[D] Through a prophecy [Bb] he was bound and [G] doomed To a short and a [D] glorious life,
[Bb] And he bore the name [C] _ [Am] Siltadatil, a famous faithful [Dm] knight.
With [Bb] his herding in his hands, [C] his name would cross the land.
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[E] _ [D] _ When his uncle Conor [C] who wore the crown, [Am] A monster [D] on his head,
In the home of Cullum [C] the smith, Sat [Am] down for meat and [G] mutton and bread.
[D] At the door did it [Bb] hoot, a faithful hound, [G] A fused and terrible [D] beast.
[Bb] When a thief for [C] enemies brought it round, [A] And bones [D] became his feast,
Was attacked and joined [C] and laid at night, And [D] the hound it left to shred.
But he raged and [C] hurried, Pumped the ball [Am] right through the poor [G] beast's head.
[D] He spoke a lore [Bb] such as Smithy cried, [G] For his lost and [D] murdered hound.
[Bb] I will be your true [C] love from this [Am] night, Till another [D] you have found.
[Bb] So he lay outside the door, When [C] I watched him on the moors,
[D] And the name [F] Cullum [C] was sung [D] aloud at night, [Bb] In a tale of rage [F] and ruin and [A] _ goodbyes. _
[D] And the [F] name Cullum, [C] so furious [D] and wild, [Bb] To reveal in [F] myth and memory,
[A] The legend [D] of the Isle.
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_ [Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Dm] [C] Cuff him, porter, guard [Bb] him, [C] Wheel him, take him [Bb] loose, _ _ [A] In _ [Dm] _ [C] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bb] the _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ [Bb] _ [C] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [A] _ tale [D] of the Isle.
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[D] He trained on the Isle [Cm] of Skye and [D] Shadow, Born an abandoned son,
And met his [Cm] battle-blooded friend, He [D] had many a tale been [G] spun.
[D] Well he fought with the strength [Bb] of many [G] men, A beast who bled [D] in the fields,
[Bb] In a bloodlust [C] battle frenzy, His skin would shift [Dm] and peel.
His son would [D] find him as a man, But would not tell his name.
So he took a spear to his own child, And doomed [G] himself to shame.
[D] When the canny green [Bb] maverick packed his [Bm] land, Stealed a bullet [D] round,
[Bb] She sent out [D] thirty adds to fight, [Am] And Cullum [Dm] struck him down.
[Bb] Blood of son and brother fell, [G] He wailed and [C] cried farewell.
[D] And the [F] name Cullum, [C] Was sung out loud [D] at night,
[Bb] In the tale of [F] Fred, Cullum, and [A] the Bard.
_ _ [D] And the name [F] Cullum, [C] So [G] furious [D] and wild,
[Bb] To reveal in myth [F] and memory, [A] The legend of [D] the _ Isle.
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_ [A] _ _ [D] Just [Cm] as I'm fed [Gm] up with you, [Bb] Been scared [Am] of you.
_ [Dm] Just as [C] I'm fed [Bb] up [C] with [Bb] you, And I know that [A] you have not been [Dm] scared of you. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ When _ _ the father [D] of fair Eber, _ Refused to give [Dm] her to wed,
_ Cullum tore his [D] castle down, And left the whole [Dm] place dead.
They loved each other, man and wife, Despite his many affairs.
Then he met the [D] morrigan, Turned her down,
[Bb] And earned her [Dm] vengeful glare.
She weakened him, And broke his strength with trickery and lies.
By feeding him the [C] flesh of dogs, [Bb] Three cloves were her [Dm] disguise.
The queen and [D] lugan saw their chance, To fight the [Dm] cull and win.
When he found the next, She spared for all,
And went on to his end.
So he carried [D] herself to a lady's store, By his godson, [Dm] Balthy Holm.
And so he still stood on his feet, Till the last breath [Am] left his lungs.
[Bb] And the light shone on so bright, [C] Till the brave men came to [D] light. _ _ _ _
And the [F] name Cullum, [C] Was sung out loud [D] at night,
[Bb] In a tale of [F] great and ruined [A] and death _ -light.
[D] And the [F] name Cullum, [C] So [G] furious [D] and wild,
[Bb] To remain in myth [F] and memory, [A] A letter of [D] the eye. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Em] _ [F] _ [C] No more squealing, my [D] cunt, you're_
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