The Broad Majestic Shannon

The Pogues

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Tom:
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D G The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks
D G Bm There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
D G You sang me a song as pure as the breeze
D G A on a road leading up Glena veigh
D G I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe
D G Bm Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom
D G Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shin rone
D G A D Their hearts in Tippe rary wherever they go
D G A Take my hand, and dry your tears babe
D G A Take my hand, forget your fears babe
D G A There's no pain, there's no more sorrow
D G A D They're all gone, gone in the years babe
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D G I sat for a while by the gap in the wall
D G Bm Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
D G Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called
D G A And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall
D G And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks
D G Bm There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
D G For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl
D G A D About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
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D G A Take my hand, and dry your tears babe
D G A Take my hand, forget your fears babe
D G A There's no pain, there's no more sorrow
D G A D They're all gone, gone in the years babe
D G A So I walked as the day was dawning
D G A Where small birds sang and leaves were falling
D G A Where we once watched the row boats landing
D G A D By the broad majestic Shannon
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Composição: Shane MacGowan

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