The Contender
Christy MooreVersion1
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Chords in this song
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When I was young, and I was in my day
I could have stole what woman's heart there was away
I'd sing and dance into the morning
I'd blaze a way until the dawnin'
Long before I was the man you see today
And I was born beneath the star that promised all
I could have lived my life between Cork Cobh and Youghal
But the wheel of fortune took me
And from the highest point it shook me
By the bottle live by the bottle I shall fall
But there in the mirror on the wall
I see the dream is fading
From the contender to the brawl
The ring, the rose, the matador is raving
And when I die I'll die a drunk down in the street
You can count me out to ten in clear defeat
Rap the starry plough around me
Let the pipers air resound me
There I'll rest until the lord of love I meet
But there in the mirror on the wall
I see the dream is fading
From the contender to the brawl
The ring, the rose, the matador, raving
Rap the starry plough around me
Let the pipers air resound me
There I'll rest until the lord of love I meet
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Readable chord sheet for The Contender by Christy Moore
W[C]hen I was young, and I was in my [F]day I [Dm]could have stole what woman's heart there was aw[G]ay I'[C]d sing and dance into the morning I'[Dm]d blaze a way until the dawnin' Lo[F]ng before I was the m[G]an you see tod[C]ay And I was born beneath the star that promised all I could have lived my life between Cork Cobh and Youghal But the wheel of fortune took me And from the highest point it shook me By the bottle live by the bottle I shall fall But there in the mi[Dm]rror o[G]n the wa[C]ll I see the drea[Dm]m is fa[G]ding From the c[Dm]ontender t[G]o the br[C]awl The ri[Bb]ng, the rose, the matador is ra[F]vi[G]ng And when I die I'll die a drunk down in the street You can count me out to ten in clear defeat Rap the starry plough around me Let the pipers air resound me There I'll rest until the lord of love I meet But there in the mirror on the wall I see the dream is fading From the contender to the brawl The ring, the rose, the matador, raving Ra[C]p the starry plough around me Le[Dm]t the pipers air resound me There I'll r[F]est until the lo[G]rd of love I me[C]et