Aisling Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Am

 SCee the bright new moon is rising,

 AFbove the land of blCack and Ggreen

 HCear the rebels voices calling,

 I wiFll not dCie 'till you buGry mCe

 The auCnt upstairs in the bFed she is calCling,

 WhFy has he forsCaken Gme

 FadCed pictures iFn the halClway,

 WhiFch one of thCem brown ghoGsts is hCe

 BlCess the wind that shakes the barley,

 CuFrse the spade and cuCrse the plGough

 I'Cve counted years and weFeks and dCays,

 And I wiFsh to GCod I was wiGth you nCow

 FCare thee well me blaFck-haired diamond,

 FCare thee well me own AisGling

 ACt night foFnd dreams of yCou still haFunt me,

 FCar acrFoss the greGy north sCea

 And the wFind it blows from the NGorth and South,

 TFo the East And to the WeGst

 I wFill be like the wiGnd my love,

 ForF I will know no reAmst 'tiCll I reFturn tGo thCee

Am1, 2, 3 telegraph poles,

 StanFding on the coGld black roAmad

The night is fading into morning,

 GFive us a drop of your sweGet poAmitin

 The raAmin was lashing - the sun was rising,

 The wiFnd was howling throGugh the trAmees

The madness from the mountains crawling,

 When IF saw you fiGrst my own AisAmling

 BlCess the wind that shakes the barley,

 CuFrse the spade and cuCrse the plGough

 I'Cve counted years and weFeks and dCays,

 And I wiFsh to GCod I was wiGth you nCow

 FCare thee well me blaFck-haired diamond,

 FCare thee well me own AisGling

 ACt night foFnd dreams of yCou still haFunt me,

 FCar acrFoss the greGy north sCea

Lots of Love,

Bart