Album Name : Across the Broad Atlantic
Release Date : 2005-06-21
Song Duration : 5:05
Wolfe Tones Farewell To Dublin
Farewell To Dublin
Fare[C] thee well until we meet again down [F] by the
[Dm] Liffey[G] water
I'll[C] bid farewell to Dublin and her[F] streets of
cobble[C]stones
I'm going away to[F] leave you, my [C] friends and [G]
all the[G7] girls, [G] too
Till[C] I return to [F] see you, fare[G]well old [G7]
Dublin[G] town.
To the [C] city of our fathers, where [F] friends and
[Dm] foe have [G] gathered
Where the [C] Norman, Dane and Saxon have [F] mingled
with the [C] Gael
Administered the [F] kingdom but [C] soon the [G] Pale
was [G7] ree[G]ling
To [C] cradle Ireland's [F] freedom in [G] dear old
[G7] Dublin [G] town.
Down [C] by the river Poddle there was [F] whiskey,
[Dm] stout and [G] coddle
It was [C] there with all the gentle folk, we [F]
laughed and danced then [C] sang
And courted with your [F] daughters and [C] swam
a[G]round your [G7] wa[G]ters
And [C] seen our buildings [F] slaughtered in[G] dear
old [G7] Dublin [G] town.
I re[C]member in my childhood her [F] mountains [Dm]
and her [G] wildwoods
I'd [C] read of all her heroes in the [F] classroom as
a [C] boy
Of Thomas Street where [F] Emmet died, in [C] Sackville
[G] Street they [G7] fought with [G] pride
Of the [C] times when brave Wolfe [F] Tone did ride
through [G] dear old [G7] Dublin [G] town.
Her [C] poets they were many and her [F] writers [Dm]
they were [G] plenty
There was [C] Swift with all his little folk and [F]
Joyce and Molly [C] Bloom
Our heroes they're an [F] unsung gang, there's [C]
Forty [G] Coats and [G7] ould Bang [G] Bang
And [C] Zozimus who [F] always sang of [G] dear old
[G7] Dublin [G] town.
And [C] now I'm standing on the quay, my [F]
destin[Dm]y's un[G]certain
Where [C] fortunes have lost and won with the [F]
dealing of a [C] hand
The past it is a [F] purple haze, the [C] future [G] is
an [G7] untold [G] maze
The [C] present is a[F]nother gaze at [G] dear old [G7]
Dublin [G] town.
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