Broad Majestic Shannon
The PoguesVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks
There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
You sang me a song as pure as the breeze
on a road leading up Glenaveigh
I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe
Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom
Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shinrone
Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go
Take my hand, and dry your tears babe
Take my hand, forget your fears babe
There's no pain, there's no more sorrow
They're all gone, gone in the years babe
I sat for a while by the gap in the wall
Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called
And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall
And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks
There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl
About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
So I walked as the day was dawning
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
Where we once watched the row boats landing
By the broad majestic Shannon
Intro | | ||
The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks
There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
You sang me a song as pure as the breeze
Blowing up the road to Glenaveigh
I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe
Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom
Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shinrone
Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go
Take my hand and dry your tears babe
Take my hand forget your fears babe
There's no pain there's no more sorrow
They're all gone gone in the years babe
Inst 1 | | ||
I sat for a while by the gap in the wall
Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
Heard the cards being dealt and the rosary called
And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall
And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks
There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl
About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
Inst 2 | | | | | | ||
So I walked as day was dawning
Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
Where we once watched the row boats landing
By the broad majestic Shannon
Outro ||: | :||
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Readable chord sheet for Broad Majestic Shannon by The Pogues
[D] [G] [D] [Bm] [D] [G] [A] [D] The [D]last time I saw you was [G]down at the [D]Greeks There was [D]whiskey on Sunday and [G]tears on our [Bm]cheeks You [D]sang me a song as pure as the [G]breeze on a [D]road leading [G]up Glena[A]veigh I [D]sat for a while at the [G]cross at Fin[D]noe Where young [D]lovers would meet when the [G]flowers were in [Bm]bloom [D]Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shin[G]rone Their [D]hearts in Tippe[G]rary wher[A]ever they [D]go Take my [D]hand, and dry your [G]tears [A]babe Take my [D]hand, forget your [G]fears [A]babe There's no [D]pain, there's no more [G]sor[A]row They're all [D]gone, [G] gone in the [A]years babe [D] [G] [D] [Bm] [D] [G] [A] [D] I sat for a while by the gap in the wall Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball [D] [G] [D] [Bm] [D] [G] [A] [D] [G] [D] [D] [G] [D] [Bm] [D] [G] [A] [D] So I [D]walked as the day was [G]dawn[A]ing Where small birds [D]sang and leaves were [G]fall[A]ing Where we once [D]watched the row boats [G]land[A]ing By the [D]broad [G] majestic [A]Shan[D]non [D] [G] [D] [Bm] [D] [G] [A] [D] Intro |[C] [F] [C] [Am]|[C] [F] [G] [C] || The [C]last time I saw you was [F]down at the Greeks There was [C]whiskey on Sunday and [F]tears on our [Am]cheeks [G]You [C]sang me a song as pure as the [F]breeze Blowing [C]up the road to Glena[G]veigh I [C]sat for a while at the [F]cross at Finnoe Where young [C]lovers would meet when the [F]flowers were in [Am]bloom [G] [C]Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shin[F]rone Their [C]hearts in Tippe[F]rary wher[G]ever they [C]go Take my [C]hand and dry your [F]tears [G]babe Take my [C]hand forget your [F]fears [G]babe There's no [C]pain there's no more [F]sor[G]row They're all [C]gone[F] gone in the [G]years [C]babe Inst 1 |[G] [C] [F] [C] [Am] |[C] [F] [G] [C] || I sat for a while by the gap in the wall Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball Heard the cards being dealt and the rosary called And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball Inst 2 |[G] [C] [F] [C] [Am] |[C] [F] [G] [C] |[F] [C] [F] [C] |[F] [C] [F] [G] |[G] [C] [F] [C] [Am] |[C] [F] [G] [C] || So I walked as day was dawning Where small birds sang and leaves were falling Where we once watched the row boats landing By the broad majestic Shannon Outro ||:[G] [C] [F] [C] [Am] |[C] [F] [G] [C] :||