There Were Roses

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my song for you this evening
     G       A       D
It's not to make you sad
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nor for adding to the sorrows
         G                D
of this troubled northern land
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but lately I been thinking
        G           A       D
and it just won't leave my mind
                   A
to tell you of two friends one time
          G                    D
who were both good friends of mine
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alan bell from benagh
          G        A       D
he lived just across the fields
                    A
a great man for the music
         G              D
and the dancing and the reels
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o'malley came from south armagh
    G           A     D
to court young alice fair
                            A
and we'd often meet on the ryan road
     G                   D
and laughter filled the air



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there were roses, roses, there 
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were roses
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and the tears of the people ran 
  G            D
together



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alan he was protestant
     G        A       D
and sean was catholic born
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it never made a difference
        G                 D
for the friendship it was strong
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and sometimes in the evening
          G        A            D
when we heard the sound of the drums
                 A
we said it won't divide us
         G            D
we will always be the ones
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for the ground our fathers ploughed 
in
         G        A       D
well the soil is just the same
                        A
and the places where we say our 
prayers
      G                 D
have just got different names
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we talked about the friends who died
     G            A     D
and hoped there'd be no more
                           A
it was little then that we realised
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     G         D
the tragedy in store



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there were roses, roses, there 
    G D
were roses
        D            A        
and the tears of the people ran 
  G            D
together




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it was on the sunday morning
         G      A        D
when the awful news came round
                A
another killing has been done
     G             D
just outside newry town
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we knew that alan danced up there
    G       A         D
we knew he liked the band
                   A
when we heard that he was dead
         G        D
we just could not understand
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we gathered at the graveside
         G       A     D
on that cold and rainy day
                     A
and the minister he closed his eyes
        G            D
and he prayed for no revenge
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and all the ones who knew him
      G        A    D
from along the ryan road

bowed their heads
    A
and said a prayer
        G              D
for the resting of his soul



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there were roses, roses, there 
    G D
were roses
        D            A        
and the tears of the people ran 
  G            D
together



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well fear it filled the countryside
          G       A     D
there was fear in every home
                           A
when the car of death came prowling
           G          D
round the lonely ryan road
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a catholic will be killed tonight
   G    A      D
to even up the score
                    A
o christ it's young o'malley
             G              D
that they've taken from the door
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"alan was my friend" he cried
   G           A        D
he begged them with his fear
                 A
but centuries of hatred
     G                D
have ears that cannot hear
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an eye for an eye
     G        A           D
was all that filled their minds
                     A
and another eye for another eye
      G          D
till everyone is blind


           G  D   G D           
there were roses, roses, there 
    G D
were roses
        D            A        
and the tears of the people ran 
  G            D
together


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so my song for you this evening
     G      A        D
it's not to make you sad
                      A
nor for adding to the sorrows
        G                 D
of this troubled northern land
D
but lately I been thinking
       G          A        D
and it just won't leave my mind
                   A
to tell you of two friends one time
         G                    D
who were both good friends of mine

D
I don't know where the moral is
   G          A           D
or where this song should end
                      A
but I wonder just how many wars
    G                   D
are fought between good friends
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and those that give the orders
    G       A       D
are not the ones to die
              A
it's bell and o'malley
         G               D
and the likes of you and I




           G  D   G D           
there were roses, roses, there 
    G D
were roses
        D            A        
and the tears of the people ran 
  G            D
together

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there were roses, roses, there 
    G D
were roses