Cifras
Aisling

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             Am  
  C  
See the bright new moon is rising,
  F                                              C                 G  
Above the land of black and green
  C  
Hear the rebels voices calling,
          F                 C                                    G      C  
I will not die 'till you bury me
                C                                                 F                              C  
The aunt upstairs in the bed she is calling,
     F                              C         G  
Why has he forsaken me
        C                              F                    C  
Faded pictures in the hallway,
        F                            C                            G                 C  
Which one of them brown ghosts is he
     C  
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
     F                                                 C                      G  
Curse the spade and curse the plough
     C                                                         F                    C  
I've counted years and weeks and days,
                     F              C                         G                 C  
And I wish to God I was with you now
  C                                                 F  
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
  C                                                            G  
Fare thee well me own Aisling
  C                      F                                 C                         F  
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
  C            F                         G                    C  
Far across the grey north sea
                        F                                                         G  
And the wind it blows from the North and South,
  F                                                            G  
To the East And to the West
        F                                            G  
I will be like the wind my love,
        F                                            Am         C              F            G      C  
For I will know no rest 'till I return to thee
Am  
1, 2, 3 telegraph poles,
          F                                 G                         Am  
Standing on the cold black road
The night is fading into morning,
  F                                                              G         Am  
Give us a drop of your sweet poitin
                Am  
The rain was lashing - the sun was rising,
                F                                              G                      Am  
The wind was howling through the trees
The madness from the mountains crawling,
                F                         G                                 Am  
When I saw you first my own Aisling
     C  
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
     F                                                 C                      G  
Curse the spade and curse the plough
     C                                                         F                    C  
I've counted years and weeks and days,
                     F              C                         G                 C  
And I wish to God I was with you now
  C                                                 F  
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
  C                                                            G  
Fare thee well me own Aisling
  C                      F                                 C                         F  
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
  C            F                         G                    C  
Far across the grey north sea
Lots of Love,