The Hills Of Greenmore chords by Paddy Boyle

• Capo on 1st
• Difficulty: Beginner

Intro:
F C G (2x)

Verse 1:
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One fine winter's morning me horn I did blow
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From the green hills of Keady for hours did go
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We gathered our dogs and we circled around
         F         C                               G
For who loves the sport more than the boys of the town

Verse 2:
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And when we arrived we were all standing there
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We set off for the fields in search of a hare
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Well we didn't get far till someone gave a cheer
      F              C                      G
Over high hills and valleys the we hare did steer

Verse 3:
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As we flew o'er the hills, 'twas a beautiful sight
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There was dogs black and yeller, there was dogs black and white
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Well she took the black bank for to try them once more
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And it was her last look around the hills of Greenmore

[Interlude]
F C G F C G

Verse 4:
      F              C                        G
In a field of wheat stubble the wee hare did lie
    F            C         G            C
And my wee dog, Charmer he did pass her by
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And there where we stood at the foot of the brae
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We heard the last words that this wee hare did say:

Verse 5:
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“Oh, no more o'er the green hills of Keady I'll roam
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Nor skip through the fields in sport nor in fun
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Nor hear the loud horn that your toner does play
      F          C                         G
Or go back to me den by the clear light of day"

Verse 6:
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You may blame young MacMahon for killing yon hare
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He's been at that ol' routing this many's a year
      F         C             F          C
Well, Saturdays Sundays he'll ne'r give o'er
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With a pack of wee dogs round the hills of Greenmore
       F           C                       G
With a pack of wee dogs round the hills of Greenmore

Outro:
F C G F C G F G C