September 1913 chords by The Waterboys

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

G#dim : 4564xx


Intro:
D Bm
D Bm

Verse 1:
D              Bm
What need you being come to sense
D           Bm
But fumble in a greasy till
D              Bm
And add the halfpence to the pence
D                Bm
And prayer to shivering prayer until

Chorus 1:
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You've dried the marrow from the bone
               D       Bm
For men were born to pray and save, pray and save
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
             D       Bm
It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave

Verse 2:
D              Bm
Yet they were of a different kind
D                   Bm
Those names that stilled your childish play
D                  Bm
They have gone about the world like wind
D              Bm
But little time had they to pray

Chorus 2:
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For whom the hangman's rope was spun
                 D         Bm
And what, God help us, could they save, could they save?
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
             D       Bm
It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave

Verse 3:

D               Bm
Was it for this the wild geese spread?
D            Bm
The grey wing upon every tide
D                Bm
For this that all that blood was shed
D          Bm
For this Fitzgerald died

Chorus 3:
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And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone
             D      Bm
All that delirium of the brave of the brave
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
             D       Bm
It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave

Verse 4:
D              Bm
Yet could we turn the years again
D                Bm
And we call those exiles as they were
D              Bm
In all their loneliness and pain
D                Bm
You'd cry: "Some woman's yellow hair..."

Chorus 4:
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"Has maddened every mother's son"
                 D        Bm
They weighed so lightly what they gave, what they gave
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But let them be, they're dead and gone
              D       Bm
They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave


G#dim               G
But let them be, they're dead and gone
              D       Bm
They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
G#dim            G
Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
             D       Bm
It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave
    D       Bm
In the grave, in the grave
    D       Bm
In the grave, in the grave
    D       Bm
In the grave, in the grave