Cifra de The Girls In Old Ireland - The Stillwater Hobos
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D
Well the Girls in Old Ireland they come to me
Bloody shillelagh clubs for to set me free
Bm
I said my lady’s fair won’t you listen to me
And I’ll bring you to your bonnie lass.
In fifty-two the hunger took us by surprise
Water fell into my mother’s crying eyes
We wailed just like the doves in the morning cries
And the crops were sick in harvest time.
But my mother she was wise and she raised me well
She told me all the things that there was to tell
Bm
Precious you sure listen cause you need me now
In the years to come I won’t be there.
Just take a hard shillelagh in your hands so strong
Always hold it gently when they do you wrong
But when you hear John Henry’s solemn hammer song
God give you strength like turpentine.
And darling you’re a peach tree in the summer sun
With bonnie little branches always on the run
And when cold winds shake your branches like a crooked gun
G D
I’ll be there my cherub son.
Like a mockingbird who laughs because there’s someone there
To wonder if they ever would discover where
He's hiding in the trees without a worried care
G D
Streetcars in the alleyway.
Well the Girls in Old Ireland they come to me
Let their bloody kings and clubs be their melodies
A whiskey-fog still burning in my memory
G D
Scattered all along the grass.