Aisling chords by Christy Moore

Am

 C
See the bright new moon is rising,
 G
Above the land of black and green
 C
Hear the rebels voices calling,
    C
I will not die 'till you bury me

      C
The aunt upstairs in the bed she is calling,
  G
Why has he forsaken me
   C
Faded pictures in the hallway,
   C
Which one of them brown ghosts is he

  C
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
  G
Curse the spade and curse the plough
  C
I've counted years and weeks and days,
        C
And I wish to God I was with you now

 F
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
 G
Fare thee well me own Aisling
 F
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
 C
Far across the grey north sea

         G
And the wind it blows from the North and South,
 G
To the East And to the West
   G
I will be like the wind my love,
   C
For I will know no rest 'till I return to thee

Am
1, 2, 3 telegraph poles,
    Am
Standing on the cold black road
The night is fading into morning,
 Am
Give us a drop of your sweet poitin

      Am
The rain was lashing - the sun was rising,
      Am
The wind was howling through the trees
The madness from the mountains crawling,
      Am
When I saw you first my own Aisling

  C
Bless the wind that shakes the barley,
  G
Curse the spade and curse the plough
  C
I've counted years and weeks and days,
        C
And I wish to God I was with you now

 F
Fare thee well me black-haired diamond,
 G
Fare thee well me own Aisling
 F
At night fond dreams of you still haunt me,
 C
Far across the grey north sea

Lots of Love,

Bart