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Ghost Of Odonahue

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Introdução:  Em7(11)  

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 D                                   A 
This is the calendar
 D                             Em7(11) 
These are the dates
 D                               A     D                                                   Em7(11) 
You know you'll be, you won't know what you'll see
 D                             A             D                                   Em7(11) 
The routes might change so all that remains
 D                               A                         D 
Is the pull from place to place

 D                         A           Bm                               D 
We left our homes in the spring sunshine
 D                             A                 Bm             D 
Things came alive when I knew they weren't mine
 D                     A               Bm                       D 
Falling in line didn't matter at all
 D                           A                 Bm                         D 
We knew we'd go when we each heard the call
 D                                   A 
This is the calendar
 D                             Em7(11) 
These are the dates
 D                               A     D                                                   Em7(11) 
You know you'll be, you won't know what you'll see
 D                             A             D                                   Em7(11) 
The routes might change so all that remains
 D                               A                         D 
Is the pull from place to place

 D                                 A                       Bm                               D 
The pylons found fault lines to run through the heart
 D                                 A                         Bm                       D 
The heart of the land beat with odd fits and starts
 D                                             A                 Bm                 D 
So they ran round the oldest and grey of the hills
 D                                         A                   Bm             D 
So as to let the old die without power or pills
 D                                   A 
This is the calendar
 D                             Em7(11) 
These are the dates
 D                               A     D                                                   Em7(11) 
You know you'll be, you won't know what you'll see
 D                             A             D                                   Em7(11) 
The routes might change so all that remains
 D                               A                         D 
Is the pull from place to place

 D                         A           Bm                               D 
Dublin to Cork though you never heard told
 D                                           A             Bm                         D 
There's a line of good men with eyes wet and bold
 D                                           A                         Bm                         D 
Where they weep for the crows bearing twigs for the nest
 D                         A                     Bm                               D 
Changing the shape of the trees they loved best
 D                                   A 
This is the calendar
 D                             Em7(11) 
These are the dates
 D                               A     D                                                   Em7(11) 
You know you'll be, you won't know what you'll see
 D                             A             D                                   Em7(11) 
The routes might change so all that remains
 D                               A                         D 
Is the pull from place to place

 D                           A                   Bm                 D 
The ghost of O'Donahue scared not the lad
 D                             A                           Bm                           D 
Who in desert respect lost the smile he borne glad
 D                                       A                     Bm                           D 
Sat quite chief and folorn and pitched with the spectre
 D                           A                         Bm                           D 
Escaped all exhaustions and prayers from the rector
 Bm             D                                   Em7(11)                                       D 
And with glancing devout pulled a frown from his sack
 Bm                                                     D                 Em7(11)                     A 
Weighed with loaves from the oven and ale from the rack

 D                                   A 
This is the calendar
 D                             Em7(11) 
These are the dates
 D                               A     D                                                   Em7(11) 
You know you'll be, you won't know what you'll see
 D                             A             D                                   Em7(11) 
The routes might change so all that remains
 D                               A                         D 
Is the pull from place to place
 D2                               A 
In the last days of my life
                                   Em7(11)                           D2 
Oh I won't know whether to laugh or cry
 D2                               A 
In the last days of my life
                                   Em7(11)                           D2 
Oh I won't know whether to laugh or cry