G C D See the moon is once more rising Above our land of black and greenG D G Hear the rebels voice is calling "I shall not die tho' you bury me"G C D Hear the Aunt in bed a dying, "Where is my Johnny"G D G Faded pictures in the hallway, which one of these brown ghosts is he?G Fare thee well my black haired diamondC D Fare thee well my own AislingG Thoughts and dreams of you will haunt meD G 'Til I come back home againG,C,D, G,D,G X 1G C And the wind it blows to the North and SouthG C/E And it blows to the East and WestG C And I'll be just like the wind my loveG Em For I will have no restG C D G 'Til I return to theeG,C,D G,D,G X 2 And the wind it blows...G,C,D G,D,G X 2 Bless the wind that shakes the barley, curse the spade and curse the plough Waking in the morning early, I wish to Hell I was with you now One, two, three telegraph poles, give me a drink of sweet poitin Madness from the mountains crawling, when I first met you my own Aisling Fare thee well... X 2G,C,D G,D,G X 1
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Shane Macgowan And The Popes
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