The Hills Of South Armagh

Frances Black

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Tom:
G Em C D G Em C D [Verse 1]
G Em The crowded streets of Brooklyn
C D Seem a long way from my home
G Em People rushing onwards
C D Going to and coming from
G Em You bid them time of day and
C D They look the other way
G Em And so you end up just like them
C D And talk to no one [Chorus]
G Em Where the grass is fresh and green,
C D Where the air is pure and clean,
G Em C D Where the gentle rivers kiss the mountain streams
G Em Although I’ve travelled far
C D The hills of south Armagh
G Em C D Are the hills I’m roaming nightly in my dreams [Verse 2]
G Em The view from my apartment
C D Is a junkie’s alley way
G Em My children speak in accents
C D Not like mine
G Em My old man’s working two jobs
C D We don’t see him much these days
G Oh, we’d be happy
C D If we only had the time [Chorus]
G Em Where the grass is fresh and green,
C D Where the air is pure and clean,
G Em C D Where the gentle rivers kiss the mountain streams
G Em Although I’ve travelled far
C D The hills of south Armagh
G Em C D Are the hills I’m roaming nightly in my dreams [Verse 3]
G Em C D I hear the hills are occupied by strangers now
G C D And the work keeps getting scarcer every day
G Em Oh, it’s a hard life when you’re forced from home
C D To leave the ones you love
G Em C D Oh, it’s a hard life when you’re forced to live this way [Chorus]
G Em Where the grass is fresh and green,
C D Where the air is pure and clean,
G Em C D Where the gentle rivers kiss the mountain streams
G Em Although I’ve travelled far
C D The hills of south Armagh
G Em C D Are the hills I’m roaming nightly in my dreams
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