¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Verse 1]
D
She lived beside the Anner,
G D
At the foot of Slievna-man,
G A Bm
A gentle peasant girl,
G A
With mild eyes like the dawn;
D G D
Her lips were dewy rosebuds;
G A Bm
Her teeth of pearls rare;
G F#m
And a snow-drift 'neath a beechen bough
G A D
Her neck and nut-brown hair
[Verse 2]
D
How pleasant was to meet her
G D
On Sunday when the bell
G A Bm
Was filling with its mellow tone
G A
Lone wood and grassy dell,
D G D
And when at eve young maidens
G A Bm
Strayed the river bank along,
G F#m
The widow's brown-haired daughter,
G A D
Was loveliest of the throng
[Chorus]
A F#m
O brave, brave Irish girls-
G D
We well may call you brave!-
Bm F#m
Sure the least of all your perils
G A
Is the stormy ocean wave,
A F#m
When you leave our quiet valleys,
G D
And cross the Atlantic's foam
Bm F#m
To hoard your hard-won earnings,
Bm A D
For the helpless ones at home.
[Verse 3]
D
"Write word to my own dear mother,
G D
Say we'll meet with God above;
G A Bm
And tell my little brothers,
G A
I send them all my love;
D G D
May the angels ever guide them
G A Bm
Is their dying sister's prayer"-
G F#m
And folded in a letter
G A D
Was a braid of nut-brown hair
[Verse 4]
D
Ah cold and well-nigh callous,
G D
This weary heart has grown,
G A Bm
For thy helpless fate, dear Ireland
G A
And for sorrows of my own
D G D
Yet a tear, my eye will moisten
G A Bm
When by Anner side I stray,
G F#m
For the lily of the mountain foot,
G A D
That withered far away
[Chorus]
A F#m
O brave, brave Irish girls-
G D
We well may call you brave!-
Bm F#m
Sure the least of all your perils
G A
Is the stormy ocean wave,
A F#m
When you leave our quiet valleys,
G D
And cross the Atlantic's foam
Bm F#m
To hoard your hard-won earnings,
Bm A D
For the helpless ones at home.
D
She lived beside the Anner,
G D
At the foot of Slievna-man,
G A Bm
A gentle peasant girl,
G A
With mild eyes like the dawn;
D G D
Her lips were dewy rosebuds;
G A Bm
Her teeth of pearls rare;
G F#m
And a snow-drift 'neath a beechen bough
G A D
Her neck and nut-brown hair
[Verse 2]
D
How pleasant was to meet her
G D
On Sunday when the bell
G A Bm
Was filling with its mellow tone
G A
Lone wood and grassy dell,
D G D
And when at eve young maidens
G A Bm
Strayed the river bank along,
G F#m
The widow's brown-haired daughter,
G A D
Was loveliest of the throng
[Chorus]
A F#m
O brave, brave Irish girls-
G D
We well may call you brave!-
Bm F#m
Sure the least of all your perils
G A
Is the stormy ocean wave,
A F#m
When you leave our quiet valleys,
G D
And cross the Atlantic's foam
Bm F#m
To hoard your hard-won earnings,
Bm A D
For the helpless ones at home.
[Verse 3]
D
"Write word to my own dear mother,
G D
Say we'll meet with God above;
G A Bm
And tell my little brothers,
G A
I send them all my love;
D G D
May the angels ever guide them
G A Bm
Is their dying sister's prayer"-
G F#m
And folded in a letter
G A D
Was a braid of nut-brown hair
[Verse 4]
D
Ah cold and well-nigh callous,
G D
This weary heart has grown,
G A Bm
For thy helpless fate, dear Ireland
G A
And for sorrows of my own
D G D
Yet a tear, my eye will moisten
G A Bm
When by Anner side I stray,
G F#m
For the lily of the mountain foot,
G A D
That withered far away
[Chorus]
A F#m
O brave, brave Irish girls-
G D
We well may call you brave!-
Bm F#m
Sure the least of all your perils
G A
Is the stormy ocean wave,
A F#m
When you leave our quiet valleys,
G D
And cross the Atlantic's foam
Bm F#m
To hoard your hard-won earnings,
Bm A D
For the helpless ones at home.
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