B Dbm You never saw me leaveE B Never heardA I was too proudAbm to show you my tears I was seventeen [Verse 1]Dbm The postcards were fewE B I didn't have the words to tell youA I was doing well but it was hardB Not having youF#m Someday you willB understand my reason for leavingF#m B Someday you will be seventeen [Refrain]Dbm E And the road that I will goB A Through the streets of AmericaDbm E From its furthest northern shoresB To its southern seasDbm E And one day I'll returnB A To the green fields of IrelandDbm Where my Irish bonny lassE B Who waits for me [Verse 2]Dbm I can picture nowB As the evening sun comes to praise youA Ab A golden hue of light reflects on your faceDbm How sweet is your smileB I remember it wellA Though I'm here on foreign siteB My thoughts are with you [Refrain]Dbm E And the road that I will goB A Through the streets of AmericaDbm E From its furthest northern shoresB To its southern seasDbm E And one day I'll returnB A To the green fields of IrelandDbm Where my Irish bonny lassE B Who waits for me [Outro]Dbm Say you’ll wait for me
My Irish Bonnie Lass
Yvonne Catterfeld
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