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My Hometown Of Ballybofey

Pat McLean

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Dificuldade: facil | Estilo: popular | Sentimento: animada | Ocasião: violao, repertorio | Tags: folk, irlandesa, tradicional, pub, alegre, fácil

Cyc é um projeto de inteligência artificial de longo prazo que visa montar uma ontologia abrangente e uma base de conhecimento que abrange os

conceitos e regras básicas sobre como o mundo funciona. Na esperança de capturar o conhecimento do senso comum, o Cyc se concentra no conhecimento implícito. O projeto começou em julho de 1984 na MCC e foi desenvolvido posteriormente pela empresa Cycorp. O nome "Cyc" é uma marca registrada de propriedade da Cycorp. O CycL tem uma especificação lançada publicamente, e dezenas de módulos HL foram descritos no livro didático de Lenat e Guha, mas o código do mecanismo de inferência Cyc e a lista completa de módulos HL são de propriedade da Cycorp. The following are often-sung Irish folk ballads and folk songs. The songs are arranged by theme under the categories "Politics and soldiering" and "Non-political" and are not necessarily contemporary to the events to which they relate.

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Simplificar Afinação: E A D G B ECapotraste: Sem capotraste [Intro] E A E B E [Verse 1] E A E Oh I’ll sing you a song of the place I was born by the mountains the woods and the B river. E A E B E The banks and the braes round Ballybofey are places I’ll cherish forever. A E B And often in June with the heather in bloom round Loch Trusk with my love I would stray. E A E B E Till the still of the night with the moon shining bright on the hills around Ballybofey. [Chorus] A E B And it’s lovely to go by the woods of Drumboe just to walk on a fine summers day and to E hear the birds sing by E B E the banks of the Finn in my hometown of Ballybofey. [Verse 2] E A E B The meadows and streams bring fond childhood dreams and memories that fill me with joy. E A E B When I played through the fields around Sessiaghoniell where I walked to school as a E boy. A E B And when nights were long we’d all sign along as the fiddle rang out a sweet tune. E A E B E We’d dance round the floor and shout out for more then go home by the light of the moon. [Chorus] A E B And it’s lovely to go by the woods of Drumboe just to walk on a fine summers day and to E hear the birds sing by E B E the banks of the Finn in my hometown of Ballybofey. [Key Change] E A E B E C7 [Verse 3] F Bb F C And down through the years, the sorrow the tears as our youth took the emigrant way. F Bb F C7 But wherever they went still our hearts were intent on returning back home there some F F7 day. Bb F C But fortune and fame was never my aim so here in this valley I’ll stay. F Bb F Though others may roam, sure there’s no place like home, round Stranorlar and C F Ballybofey. Bb F C F And it’s lovely to go by the woods of Drumboe on a fine summers day and to hear the Bb birds sing by the banks F C F of the Finn in my hometown of Ballybofey. Bb F C F And it’s lovely to go by the woods of Drumboe on a fine summers day and to hear the Bb birds sing by the banks F C F of the Finn in my hometown of Ballybofey. [Outro] Bb F C F
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