Skibbereen
The Dubliners
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Em [Verse]Em Em Oh father dear, I often hear youC Em speak of Erin's isleC G Her lofty scenes, her valleysG C Em green, her mountains rude and wildC G They say it is a lovely landG C Em wherein a prince might dwellD G Then why did you abandon it, ohEm Em the reason to me tellEm Em Oh son, I loved my native landC Em with energy and prideC G Till a blight came over all myG C Em crops, and my sheep and cattle diedC G The rents and taxes were to pay,G C Em and I could not them redeemD G Em And that's the cruel reason IEm left old SkibbereenContinúa después del anuncioEm Em C 'Tis well I do remember the bleakEm November dayC G When the bailiff and the landlordG C Em came to drive us all awayC G They set the roof on fire withG C Em their cursed English spleenD G Em And that's another reason I leftEm old SkibbereenEm Em Oh your mother too, God rest herC Em soul, lay on the snowy groundC G She fainted in her anguishingG C Em seeing the desolation 'roundC G She never rose, but passed away,G C Em from life to immortal dreamsD G Em And that's another reason I leftEm old SkibbereenEm Em Oh you were only two years old,C Em and feeble was your frameC G I could not leave you with myG C friends, for you bore yourEm father's nameC G I wrapped you in my cóta mór inG C Em the dead of night unseenD G And I heaved a sigh, and I saidEm Em goodbye to dear old SkibbereenEm Em Oh father dear, the day will comeC Em when on vengeance we will callC G And Irish men both stout and tallG C Em will rally unto the callC G I'll be the man to lead the bandG C Em beneath the flag of greenD G And loud and high, we'll raise theEm Em cry, Revenge for Skibbereen!