Aisling

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[G]See the moon is once more rising Above our land of [C]black and [D]green
[G]Hear the rebels voice is calling "I shall not die tho' [D]you bury [G]me"
[G]Hear the Aunt in bed a dying, "Where is my [C]John[D]ny"
[G]Faded pictures in the hallway, which one of these brown [D]ghosts is [G]he?

[G]Fare thee well my black haired diamond
Fare thee well my [C]own [D]Aisling
[G]Thoughts and dreams of you will haunt me
'Til I come back [D]home [G]again

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And the [G]wind it blows to the [C]North and South
And it [G]blows to the East and [C/E]West
And I'll [G]be just like the [C]wind my love
For [G]I will have no [Em]rest
'Til [G]I re[C]turn [D]to [G]thee

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And the wind it blows...

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Bless the wind that shakes the barley, curse the spade and curse the plough
Waking in the morning early, I wish to Hell I was with you now
One, two, three telegraph poles, give me a drink of sweet poitin
Madness from the mountains crawling, when I first met you my own Aisling

Fare thee well... X 2

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Fare thee well... X 2

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