B
Mary's eyes are startling blue
        G#m
And her hair's Newcastle gold
        E                                     F#
And she walks the thin white line between the body and the soul
          B
She's as faithful to her history
     G#m
As a novice to his fast
          E                                  F#
For she's standing on the bones of Ireland's past


[Chorus]

      E
She's singing of the troubles
        B           E
And the fire in the land
                           B               F#
'Til I can almost feel the famine slipping through my trembling hand
      E
And I wonder as I hear her,
         B                   E
That the spirit still shines through
                             B     G#m       E       F#         B
And she can reach across the ocean deep and break my heart in two


[Verse 2]

         B
Mary's wise and she is foolish
         G#m
She's as constant as the tide
           E                                     F#
For it's a woman's heart that beats beneath that stubborn Irish pride
       B
We are saints and we are sinners
       G#m        F#
We are heros, we are thieves
        E                          F#          B
We are all of us beginners on the road to Galilee


[Chorus]

      E
She's singing of the troubles
        B           E
And the fire in the land
                           B               F#
'Til I can almost feel the famine slipping through my trembling hand
      E
And I wonder as I hear her,
         B                   E
That the spirit still shines through
                             B     G#m       E       F#        B
And she can reach across the ocean deep and break my heart in two


[Instrumental]

B G#m E F#
B G#m F# E


[Verse 3]

          B
So let us hoist a pint of silence
       G#m
To the east where Ireland lies
            E
And we will stare across the waters
      F#
For a glimpse of Mary's eyes

       B
We are ships without a harbor
       G#m
We are sailors on dry land
        E
And the song goes on forever
     F#
Even though the record can't


[Chorus]

      E
She's singing of the troubles
        B           E
And the fire in the land
                           B               F#
'Til I can almost feel the famine slipping through my trembling hand
      E
And I wonder as I hear her,
         B                   E
That the spirit still shines through
                             B     G#m       E       F#        B
And she can reach across the ocean deep and break my heart in two