September 1913 chords by The Waterboys

Chords with lyrics

Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)

G#dimG#dim : 4564xx


Intro:
D MajorD B minorBm
D MajorD B minorBm

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

Chorus 1:
G#dimG#dim              G+G
You've dried the marrow from the bone
               D MajorD       B minorBm
For men were born to pray and save, pray and save
G#dimG#dim            G+G
Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
             D MajorD       B minorBm
It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave

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

Chorus 2:
G#dimG#dim              G+G
For whom the hangman's rope was spun
                 D MajorD         B minorBm
And what, God help us, could they save, could they save?
G#dimG#dim            G+G
Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
             D MajorD       B minorBm
It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave

Verse 3:

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

Chorus 3:
G#dimG#dim           G+G
And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone
             D MajorD      B minorBm
All that delirium of the brave of the brave
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Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
             D MajorD       B minorBm
It's with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave

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

Chorus 4:
G#dimG#dim            G+G
"Has maddened every mother's son"
                 D MajorD        B minorBm
They weighed so lightly what they gave, what they gave
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But let them be, they're dead and gone
              D MajorD       B minorBm
They're with O'Leary in the grave, in the grave


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