Rocks Of Bawn Chords & Lyrics - Misc Traditional
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[VERSE 1]
[C]Come all ye loyal h[F]eroes and l[C]isten [F]onto m[C]e.
Don't [F]hire with any f[C]armer till you k[F]now what your work will [Am]be
You will [F]rise up in the [C]morning from the c[F]lear day light of the da[G]wn
and you [C]never will be a[F]ble for to pl[C]ough the R[F]ocks of Ba[C]wn.
[VERSE 2]
My [C]shoes they are [F]worn and my s[C]tockings they [F]are t[C]hin
My h[F]eart is always t[C]rembling now for [F]fear they might give [Am]in
My [F]heart is always [C]trembling now from c[F]lear daylight of the da[G]wn
And I [C]never will be [F]able for to pl[C]ough the Ro[F]cks of Ba[C]wn.
[VERSE 3]
Rise [C]up, gallant S[F]weeney, and [C]get your [F]horses h[C]ay
And g[F]ive them a good f[C]eed of oats be[F]fore they start a[Am]way
Don't [F]feed them on soft [C]turnip sprigs that [F]grow on your green l[G]awn
Or they [C]never will be a[F]ble for to pl[C]ough the Ro[F]cks of Ba[C]wn.
[VERSE 4]
My [C]curse upon you, [F]Sweeney boy, you [C]have me [F]nearly r[C]obbed
You're [F]sitting by the [C]fireside now, your [F]feet upon the [Am]hob
You're [F]sitting by the f[C]ireside now, from [F]clear daylight of da[G]wn
And you [C]never will be [F]able for to [C]plough the [F]Rocks of [C]Bawn
[VERSE 5]
I [C]wish the Sergeant-[F]Major would s[C]end for [F]me in t[C]ime
And [F]place me in some [C]regiment all [F]in my youth and [Am]prime
I'd [F]fight for Ireland's [C]glory now, from the [F]clear daylight of da[G]wn
Befo[C]re I would re[F]turn again to [C]plough the R[F]ocks of B[C]awn.
[C]Come all ye loyal h[F]eroes and l[C]isten [F]onto m[C]e.
Don't [F]hire with any f[C]armer till you k[F]now what your work will [Am]be
You will [F]rise up in the [C]morning from the c[F]lear day light of the da[G]wn
and you [C]never will be a[F]ble for to pl[C]ough the R[F]ocks of Ba[C]wn.
[VERSE 2]
My [C]shoes they are [F]worn and my s[C]tockings they [F]are t[C]hin
My h[F]eart is always t[C]rembling now for [F]fear they might give [Am]in
My [F]heart is always [C]trembling now from c[F]lear daylight of the da[G]wn
And I [C]never will be [F]able for to pl[C]ough the Ro[F]cks of Ba[C]wn.
[VERSE 3]
Rise [C]up, gallant S[F]weeney, and [C]get your [F]horses h[C]ay
And g[F]ive them a good f[C]eed of oats be[F]fore they start a[Am]way
Don't [F]feed them on soft [C]turnip sprigs that [F]grow on your green l[G]awn
Or they [C]never will be a[F]ble for to pl[C]ough the Ro[F]cks of Ba[C]wn.
[VERSE 4]
My [C]curse upon you, [F]Sweeney boy, you [C]have me [F]nearly r[C]obbed
You're [F]sitting by the [C]fireside now, your [F]feet upon the [Am]hob
You're [F]sitting by the f[C]ireside now, from [F]clear daylight of da[G]wn
And you [C]never will be [F]able for to [C]plough the [F]Rocks of [C]Bawn
[VERSE 5]
I [C]wish the Sergeant-[F]Major would s[C]end for [F]me in t[C]ime
And [F]place me in some [C]regiment all [F]in my youth and [Am]prime
I'd [F]fight for Ireland's [C]glory now, from the [F]clear daylight of da[G]wn
Befo[C]re I would re[F]turn again to [C]plough the R[F]ocks of B[C]awn.
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