An Cuibhle Mor chords by Runrig

Chords with lyrics

Tuning: Standard

Difficulty: Novice

Runrig - An cuibhle Mor (The Big Wheel)

Capo on 1st fret

Intro:

C, C, Eb, Eb, C majorC

   C majorC
Na cuibhlichean a' tionndadh
  FF        C majorC
An rathad deas agus tuath
   C majorC               FF              C majorC
Na cuibhlichean a gluasad mar tha' saoghal iad a tionndadh mun cuairt

C majorC
Glaschu
C majorC
Dun Eideann
C majorC
Inbhirnis
C majorC
Sruighlea


  C majorC
Na cuibhlichean a tionndadh
   FF         C majorC
gach duthaich muir agus tir
    C majorC              FF            C majorC
Tro ghleanntan tro' bhailtean a dh'ionnsaigh an aite agaibh fhein'


C majorC
Steornabhagh
C majorC
Obar Dheadhain
C majorC
An Gearasdan
C majorC
Dun Deagh Lunnainn
C majorC
A'Ghearmailt
C majorC
Eirinn
C majorC
Ameiriga

FF              C majorC
An cuibhle mor nach stad gu brath
FF           C majorC
Tionndadh oganaich gu aois
FF                C majorC
A' nochd tha'n rathad mor n'ar coinneamh
G+G
Gun am ann ach an drasda

C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor

Bridge: (Played over radio snippets)

C, C, C, G/C


C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor


C majorC
'S ioma la chaidh seachad
C majorC
A augmentedA ghaoth a sedeadth tro an uir
C majorC
'S ioma la bha 'ghrian ag eirigh oirnn
C majorC
Seasamh anns an eorna nuair a bha sin og
C majorC
Aghmhor. Aghmhor. Aruith tro na raointean 's iad a'fas
C majorC
Abaich. Orach. Coimhead ri na speuran
C majorC
'S ioma la 'S ioma la. Feitheamh 'son a chuairt


C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor
C majorC
An Cuibhle Mor


Repeat to fade.


Translation:

The wheels keep turning
The road stretches north and south
The wheels keep moving
Like the globe they keep turning around

Glasgow, Edinburgh, Inverness, Stirling

The wheels keep turning
Through each country land and sea
Through the glens and the cities
towards the place that you call your own

Stornoway, Aberdeen, Fortwilliam, Dundee
London, Germany, Ireland, America

This is the big wheel that never stands still
Turning our youth to old age
Tonight the road reaches out before us
And the present is the only time we have

Many are the days that have gone
The wind blowing through the dust of the earth
Many are the days that the sun rose on us
Standing in the barley when we were young
Joyful. Joyful
Running through the fields as they grew
Ripe. Golden
Looking towards the open skies
Many days, many days, many days
Waiting for the journey

The big wheel, The big wheel