Artist: Misc Traditional
[VERSE 1]
In Oran[C]more in the County [Em]Galway,
One pleasant e[Am]vening in the m[Dm]onth of M[F]ay;
I spied a [C]damsel, she was young and[Em] handsome,
Her beauty [Am]fairly [F]took my [G]breath a[C]way.
[CHORUS]
She wore no [C]jewels, no costly [Em]diamonds,
No paint no [Am]powder, no [Dm]none at a[F]ll;
She wore a [C]bonnet with ribbons [Em]on it,
And 'round [Am]her [F]shoulder was a[G] Galway [C]shawl.
[VERSE 2]
We kept on [C]walking, she kept on [Em]talking,
Till her f[Am]ather's cottage [Dm]came into [F]view;
She said: [C]Come in, sir, and [Em]meet my father,
And [Am]play to [F]please him The [G]Foggy [C]Dew.
[VERSE 3]
She sat me [C]down beside the [Em]fire,
I could [Am]see her father, he was [Dm]six feet [F]tall;
And soon her [C]mother had the [Em]kettle singing,
And [Am]all I could [F]think of was the [G]Galway [C]shawl.
[CHORUS]
She wore no [C]jewels, no costly [Em]diamonds,
No paint no [Am]powder, no [Dm]none at a[F]ll;
She wore a [C]bonnet with ribbons [Em]on it,
And 'round [Am]her [F]shoulder was a[G] Galway [C]shawl.
[VERSE 4]
I played The [C]Blackbird and The St[Em]ack Of Barley,
Rodney's[Am] Glory, and Th[Dm]e Foggy [F]Dew;
She sang each [C]note like an Ir[Em]ish linnet,
And the [Am]tears they[F] flowed in her [G]eyes of [C]blue.
[VERSE 5]
'Twas e[C]arly, early, all in the[Em] morning,
I hit[Am] the road [Dm]for old [F]Donegal;
She said: G[C]oodbye, sir, she cried and [Em]kissed me,
And my [Am]heart re[F]mained with the [G]Galway [C]shawl.
[CHORUS]
She wore no [C]jewels, no costly [Em]diamonds,
No paint no [Am]powder, no [Dm]none at a[F]ll;
She wore a [C]bonnet with ribbons [Em]on it,
And 'round [Am]her [F]shoulder was a[G] Galway [C]shawl.
In Oran[C]more in the County [Em]Galway,
One pleasant e[Am]vening in the m[Dm]onth of M[F]ay;
I spied a [C]damsel, she was young and[Em] handsome,
Her beauty [Am]fairly [F]took my [G]breath a[C]way.
[CHORUS]
She wore no [C]jewels, no costly [Em]diamonds,
No paint no [Am]powder, no [Dm]none at a[F]ll;
She wore a [C]bonnet with ribbons [Em]on it,
And 'round [Am]her [F]shoulder was a[G] Galway [C]shawl.
[VERSE 2]
We kept on [C]walking, she kept on [Em]talking,
Till her f[Am]ather's cottage [Dm]came into [F]view;
She said: [C]Come in, sir, and [Em]meet my father,
And [Am]play to [F]please him The [G]Foggy [C]Dew.
[VERSE 3]
She sat me [C]down beside the [Em]fire,
I could [Am]see her father, he was [Dm]six feet [F]tall;
And soon her [C]mother had the [Em]kettle singing,
And [Am]all I could [F]think of was the [G]Galway [C]shawl.
[CHORUS]
She wore no [C]jewels, no costly [Em]diamonds,
No paint no [Am]powder, no [Dm]none at a[F]ll;
She wore a [C]bonnet with ribbons [Em]on it,
And 'round [Am]her [F]shoulder was a[G] Galway [C]shawl.
[VERSE 4]
I played The [C]Blackbird and The St[Em]ack Of Barley,
Rodney's[Am] Glory, and Th[Dm]e Foggy [F]Dew;
She sang each [C]note like an Ir[Em]ish linnet,
And the [Am]tears they[F] flowed in her [G]eyes of [C]blue.
[VERSE 5]
'Twas e[C]arly, early, all in the[Em] morning,
I hit[Am] the road [Dm]for old [F]Donegal;
She said: G[C]oodbye, sir, she cried and [Em]kissed me,
And my [Am]heart re[F]mained with the [G]Galway [C]shawl.
[CHORUS]
She wore no [C]jewels, no costly [Em]diamonds,
No paint no [Am]powder, no [Dm]none at a[F]ll;
She wore a [C]bonnet with ribbons [Em]on it,
And 'round [Am]her [F]shoulder was a[G] Galway [C]shawl.
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