Erins Lovely Home chords

[INTRO]
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[VERSE]
Come, all ye sons of [C]Paddy's [G]land and [C]listen [D]unto [G]me
'Til I re[D]late of the [C]hardships great, a-[G]crossing o'er the [D]sea
For the [G]want of bread, ten [C]thousands fled, so [G]far across the [Em]foam
And [G]left the land where [C]they were [G]born, called [Am]Erin's [D]lovely [G]home

[VERSE]
Black forty-seven I'll [C]never for[G]get, when the [C]fever it [D]stalked the [G]land
And the famine [D]without [C]mercy, it stretched [G]forth its dreadful [D]hand
There's [G]many's the child in [C]cold death lay, their [G]parents they did [Em]mourn
While [G]landlord's agents pulled [C]down our [G]roofs, in [Am]Erin's [D]lovely [G]home

[VERSE]
My father was a [C]farming [G]man, reared[C] to [D]indus[G]try
He had two [D]sons, they [C]were men strong, and [G]lovely daughters [D]three
Our farm was too [G]small to [C]feed us all, so [G]some of us had to [Em]roam
With [G]sisters two, I [C]bid a[G]dieu, to [Am]Erin's [D]lovely [G]home

[VERSE]
My father sold the [C]second [G]cow, he [C]borrowed [D]twenty [G]pounds
And in the [D]merry month of [C]May, we [G]sailed from Sligo [D]town
There were [G]thousands more left u[C]pon the shore, all [G]anxious for to [Em]roam
And [G]leave the land where [C]they were [G]born, called [Am]Erin's [D]lovely [C]home

[INSTRUMENTAL]
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[VERSE]
We were [G]scarcely seven [C]days at [G]sea, when the [C]fever it [D]plagued our [G]crew
They were [D]falling like the [C]autumn leaves, bidding [G]friends and life a[D]dieu
Now the [G]raging waves sweep [C]o'er their graves a[G]midst the ocean [Em]foam
Their [G]friends may mourn, but they'll [C]never re[G]turn, to [Am]Erin's [D]lovely [G]home

[VERSE]
My loving sisters, they [C]both took [G]ill, their [C]lives they were [D]taken a[G]way
And oh, it [D]grieves my heart full [C]sore, to [G]cast them in the [D]sea
Down in the [G]deep now they do [C]sleep, they [G]never more will [Em]roam
In [G]heaven I'll meet with my [C]sisters [G]sweet, from [Am]Erin's [D]lovely [G]home

[VERSE]
I'm in the land of [C]liber[G]ty, where [C]plenty it [D]does a[G]bound
Where the labouring [D]man gets [C]full reward, for the [G]tilling of his [D]ground
There's [G]naught I can see that can [C]comfort me, as an [G]exile I must [Em]roam
And [G]end my days far, [C]far a[G]way, from [Am]Erin's [D]lovely [G]home