Shamrock Shore chords by Karan Casey

• Capo on 4th

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Verse:
    G                   Am
You brave young sons of Erin's Isle
  G               D
I hope you will attend awhile
         G                  Am           G          D
'Tis the wrongs of dear old Ireland I am going to relate
      G                Am
'Twas black and cursed was the day
         G              D
When our parliament was taken away
    G                   Am            G                D
And all our grieves and sufferings commences from that day

Verse:
        Em             F
For our hardy sons and daughters fair
   G               F
To other countries must repair
    G                  Am     Bm       C           D
And leave their native land behind, in sorrow to deplore
   Em               F
To seek employment, they must roam
     G                   F
Far, far away from their native home
          G               Am               C                 G
From that sore, oppressed island that they call the shamrock shore

Verse:
    G               Am
Now Ireland is with plenty blessed
        G              D
But the people, we are sore oppressed
    G               Am             G              D
All by those cursed tyrants we are forced for to obey
     G                 Am
Some haughty landlords for to please
    G              D
Our houses and our lands they'll seize
       G           Am           G             D
To put fifty farms into one and chase us all away

Verse:
  Em              F
Regardless of the widow's sighs
    G                  F
The mother's tears and orphan's cries
   G                 Am          Bm          C                     D
In thousands we were driven from home, which grieves my heart full sore
        Em               F
We were forced by famine and disease
   G         F
To emigrate across the seas
          G               Am               C                   G
From that sore, oppressed island that they called the shamrock shore

Verse:
    G              Am
Our sustenance all taken away
    G                D
The tithes and taxes for to pay
      G                Am               G               D
To support that law-protected church to which they do adhere
        G             Am
And our Irish gentry, well you know
   G               D
To other countries they do go
        G              Am            G                   D
And the money from old Ireland, they squandered here and there

Verse:
    Em                   F
For if our squires would stay at home
    G                     F
And not to other countries roam
    G                  Am        Bm        C        D
But to build mills and factories here to employ the labouring poor
       Em               F
For if we had trade and commerce here
   G            F
To me no nation could compare
        G               Am               C                 G
To that sore, oppressed island that they call the shamrock shore

Verse:
     G                   Am
John Bull, he boasts, he laughs with scorn
       G              D
And he says that Irishman is born
      G            Am             G                     D
To be always discontented, for at home we cannot agree
          G                  Am
But we'll banish the tyrants from our land
       G            D
And in harmony like sisters stand
     G                  Am              C          D
To demand the rights of Ireland, let us all united be

Verse:
        Em            F
And our parliament in College Green
G                   F
For to assemble, it will be seen
    G             Am     Bm       C         D
And happy days in Erin's Isle, we soon will have once more
    Em               F
And dear old Ireland soon will be
  G                  F
A great and glorious country
    G                   Am                   C                  G
And peace and blessings soon will smile all around the shamrock shore