Seven Nights In Eire
Reckless KellyVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
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The first pub we could stagger to was twelve steps from the plane
A Virgin flight to Shannontown the day it didn't rain
The laughing eyes of Ireland sparkling blue and green
With hair as black as Guinness stout and barely seventeen
We're back out on the cobblestones whiskey drunk and high
Liquored up and gearing up for seven nights in Ireland
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The corner booth is waiting for the session to begin
It's quiet as a mother's prayer ?till we all stumble in
And it's fifty happy voices mixed with whistles made of tin
And a piper man is blowing like the North Atlantic wind
And an Aran island beauty is sawing on the violin
I wonder will she miss me after seven nights in Ireland
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It's Ladies' Day in Galway and we watched the ponies run
Fifty pounds against the odds and came in six to one
McSwiggin heard the race report, he invited us on in
So we drank Catholic whiskey with all our newfound friends
They raised a glass to all of us and we all toasted them
Here's to Michael, Tom and Pat and seven nights in Ireland
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we kissed all the girls goodbye and gathered in our gear
And when she walked me to the gate I swear I saw a tear
But then she looked into my eyes I knew she felt my pain
And only then I realized we were standing in the rain
So save our places at the pub and when the eyes are dry
We'll come back another day for seven nights in Ireland
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Readable chord sheet for Seven Nights In Eire by Reckless Kelly
[Am], [C], [G], [Am] x2 [Am]The first pub we could st[C]agger to was tw[G]elve steps from the pl[Am]ane A Virgin flight to Shann[C]ontown the d[G]ay it didn't r[Am]ain The laughing eyes of Ire[C]land spa[G]rkling blue and gr[Am]een With hair as black as Gui[C]nness stout and ba[G]rely sevent[Am]een W[F]e're back out on the cobblestones wh[Am]iskey drunk and high Li[G]quored up and gearing up for seven nights in Ir[Am]eland [Am], [C], [G], [Am] x2 [Am]The corner booth is wai[C]ting for the se[G]ssion to b[Am]egin It's quiet as a mot[C]her's prayer ?ti[G]ll we all stumble i[Am]n And it's fifty happy vo[C]ices mixed with whi[G]stles made of [Am]tin And a piper man is blo[C]wing like the No[G]rth Atlantic w[Am]ind [F]And an Aran island beauty is sa[Am]wing on the violin I[G] wonder will she miss me after seven nights in Ir[Am]eland [Am], [C], [G], [Am] x2 [Am]It's Ladies' Day in Ga[C]lway and we wat[G]ched the ponies [Am]run Fifty pounds ag[C]ainst the odds and c[G]ame in six to o[Am]ne McSwiggin heard the ra[C]ce report, he in[G]vited us on i[Am]n So we drank Catholic wh[C]iskey with a[G]ll our newfound frien[Am]ds [F]They raised a glass to all of us and we a[Am]ll toasted them H[G]ere's to Michael, Tom and Pat and seven nights in Ir[Am]eland [Am], [C], [G], [Am] x2 w[Am]e kissed all the gi[C]rls goodbye and ga[G]thered in our g[Am]ear And when she wa[C]lked me to the gate I sw[G]ear I saw a te[Am]ar But then she looked in[C]to my eyes I kn[G]ew she felt my p[Am]ain And only then I re[C]alized we were sta[G]nding in the ra[Am]in S[F]o save our places at the pub and wh[Am]en the eyes are dry W[G]e'll come back another day for seven nights in I[Am]reland [Am], [C], [G], [Am] x2