September 1913 Chords & Lyrics - The Waterboys

[INTRO]
[D] [Bm]
[D] [Bm]

[VERSE 1]
[D]What need you being come to [Bm]sense
[D]But fumble in a greasy [Bm]till
[D]And add the halfpence to the [Bm]pence
[D]And prayer to shivering prayer un[Bm]til

[CHORUS 1]
[G#dim]You've dried the marrow from the [G]bone
For men were born to pray and [D]save, pray and [Bm]save
[G#dim]Romantic Ireland's dead and [G]gone
It's with O'Leary in the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave

[VERSE 2]
[D]Yet they were of a different [Bm]kind
[D]Those names that stilled your childish [Bm]play
[D]They have gone about the world like [Bm]wind
[D]But little time had they to [Bm]pray

[CHORUS 2]
[G#dim]For whom the hangman's rope was [G]spun
And what, God help us, could they [D]save, could they s[Bm]ave?
[G#dim]Romantic Ireland's dead and [G]gone
It's with O'Leary in the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave

[VERSE 3]

[D]Was it for this the wild geese [Bm]spread?
[D]The grey wing upon every [Bm]tide
[D]For this that all that blood was [Bm]shed
[D]For this Fitzgerald [Bm]died

[CHORUS 3]
[G#dim]And Robert Emmet and Wolfe [G]Tone
All that delirium of the [D]brave of the [Bm]brave
[G#dim]Romantic Ireland's dead and [G]gone
It's with O'Leary in the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave

[VERSE 4]
[D]Yet could we turn the years [Bm]again
[D]And we call those exiles as they [Bm]were
[D]In all their loneliness and [Bm]pain
[D]You'd cry: "Some woman's yellow [Bm]hair..."

[CHORUS 4]
[G#dim]"Has maddened every mother's [G]son"
They weighed so lightly what they [D]gave, what they [Bm]gave
[G#dim]But let them be, they're dead and [G]gone
They're with O'Leary in the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave

[G#dim]But let them be, they're dead and [G]gone
They're with O'Leary in the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave
[G#dim]Romantic Ireland's dead and [G]gone
It's with O'Leary in the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave
In the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave
In the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave
In the [D]grave, in the [Bm]grave