Chords for The Wind that Shakes the Barley

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[Eb] I sat within, _ and falling [Gb] [Eb] in, _ _ [F] _ Sat there with [Bb] my true love.
_ [Gb] _ My [Bbm] sad [Eb] heart strove to [Ebm] between _ The old [Bbm] love and I, _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Gb] the old for her,
The [Bb] new that made [Ebm] me think on [Bb] Ireland _ _ [Bb] _ [Ebm] dearly. _
_ Soft the [Eb] wind blew down the [B] glade, And [Bb] shook the gold.
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[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ Hard the mournful words to frame, _ [Gb] To break the [Bbm] ties that bound,
_ _ [Gb] _ [Bb] But harder still [Eb] to bear [B] the shame [Eb] Of foreign _ chains around us.
_ [Gb] So I set the [Bb] mountain plain, [Ebm] I was sick at [Bb] morning,
And I joined _ _ the [Eb] brave united [B] men.
[Bbm] While soft wind shook the [Ab] bark, _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
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_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ Sad I kissed away her tears.
_ _ [Gb] Her arms [Bbm] around me clinging, _ [Gb] Went to my ears,
That [Ebm] fearful shot came out the [Eb] way.
The _ _ [Gb] _
bullet pierced [F] my true love's heart, [Ebm] In [Gb] life's young spring [Bbm] so rare.
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There [Bbm] within [Ebm] my arms she [B] died, [Eb] While soft [Bb] wind shook [Ebm] the bark,
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[Eb] I bore her to some mountain stream.
[Ebm] In _ many's the [Bb] summer blossom I [Gb] placed, With branches soft and green,
[B] About her [Eb] ghosting. _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ I whipped and [Bb] kissed her cuckoo [Ebm] corpse, Then rushed [Gb] o'er [Bbm] vale and valley,
_ [Gb] My vengeance [Bbm] on [Eb] the foe to [B] wreak, While soft [Bbm] wind shook.
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_ [Eb] Blood for blood, [B] without _
[Eb] remorse, [Gb] I took a taller [Bb] tongue,
[Bbm] _ _ _ [Gb] Placed my true [Ebm] love's clay-coved corpse, Where my [Bb] filth [Eb] soon.
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Around her grave I wandered [Bb] drear, Noon [Ebm] nights and morning [Bb] early, _ _
[Eb] _ [B] A aching heart [Eb] whenever I [B] _
[Ebm] hear, The wind that [B] _ [Ebm] shakes the bark. _
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