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You raise me up flute notes showing the finger position of every know. This format is ideal for beginners just learning how to play the flute. The sheet music is in G. 
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Boulevard of broken dreams fingerstyle guitar tab with song lyrics in the key of G Major.   George Miller VERSE Me name is Frankie Kavanagh in Ireland I do dwell It's all about a curse I sing the truth to you I'll tell A banshee does appear to us a harbinger of death A warning that soon one of us will draw their final breath INSTRUMENTAL VERSE It was a dark and stormy night no moon to light the sky I wasn't more than four or five when first I heard her cry A wailing lamentation that filled me with the fright And in the morning I was told your grandad died last night CHORUS Perhaps it's just the wind that's whistling round the window pane Or maybe it was thunder or the rhythm of the rain The old ones say an omen and death won't be denied The devil's out a-hunting when you hear the banshee's cry oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh INSTRUMENTAL VERSE She comes to warn the family that death is creeping near Her eyes are red from crying as she sheds her bitter tears A woman of the fairy folk she sings in mournful tones And if you heard her keening it would chill you to the bone CHORUS Perhaps it's just the wind that's whistling round the window pane Or maybe it was thunder or the rhythm of the rain The old ones say an omen and death won't be denied The devil's out a-hunting when you hear the banshee's cry oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh INSTRUMENTAL VERSE to hear the banshee howling is to make your blood run cold Knowing that the devil's come to claim another soul The family is all gone now i'm the last you see Every night I wait in dread to hear her cry for me CHORUS Perhaps it's just the wind that's whistling round the window pane Or maybe it was thunder or the rhythm of the rain The old ones say an omen and death won't be denied The devil's out a-hunting when you hear the banshee's cry {c: INTRODUCTION}
[Am] [C] [Dm] [Em] [Am] [C] [D] [Em] [Am] {c: VERSE} [Am]Me name is Frankie Kavanagh in Ireland I do dwell It's [C]all about a [D]curse I sing the [Em]truth to you I'll [Am]tell A banshee does appear to us a harbinger of death A [C]warning that soon [D]one of us will [Em]draw their final [Am]breath {c: INSTRUMENTAL} [Am] [C] [Dm] [Em] [Am] [C] [D] [Em] [Am] {c: VERSE} It was a dark and stormy night no moon to light the sky I [C]wasn't more than [Dm]four or five when [E]first I heard her [Am]cry A wailing lamentation that filled me with the fright And [C]in the morning I [D]was told your [Em]grandad died last [Am]night {c: CHORUS} [F]Perhaps it's just the [G]wind that's whistling [C]round the window pane Or [Dm]maybe it was [F]thunder or the [E7]rhythm of the [Am]rain The [F]old ones say an [G]omen and [C]death won't be denied The [Dm]devil's out a-[F]hunting when you [E7]hear the banshee's [Am]cry [F]oh-oh oh-o[Em]h oh-oh oh[Am]-oh oh-oh[Dm] oh-oh[Em] oh-oh[Am] oh-oh [F]oh-oh [Em]oh-oh o[Am]h-oh o[Dm]h-oh oh[F]-oh oh[Em]-oh oh-[Am]oh oh-oh {c: INSTRUMENTAL} [Am] [C] [Dm] [Em] [Am] [C] [D] [Em] [Am] {c: VERSE} [Am]She comes to warn the family that death is creeping near Her [C]eyes are red from [Dm]crying as she [E]sheds her bitter [Am]tears A woman of the fairy folk she sings in mournful tones And [C]if you heard her [D]keening it would [Em]chill you [E]to the [Am]bone {c: CHORUS} [F]Perhaps it's just the [G]wind that's whistling [C]round the window pane Or [Dm]maybe it was [F]thunder or the [E7]rhythm of the [Am]rain The [F]old ones say an [G]omen and [C]death won't be denied The [Dm]devil's out a-[F]hunting when you [E7]hear the banshee's [Am]cry [F]oh-oh oh-o[Em]h oh-oh oh[Am]-oh oh-oh[Dm] oh-oh[Em] oh-oh[Am] oh-oh [F]oh-oh [Em]oh-oh o[Am]h-oh o[D]h-oh o[F]h-oh o[Em]h-oh oh[Am]-oh oh-oh {c: INSTRUMENTAL} [Am] [C] [Dm] [Em] [Am] [C] [D] [Em] [Am] {c: VERSE} [Am]to hear the banshee howling is to make your blood run cold [C]Knowing that the [D]devil's come to [Em]claim another [Am]soul The family is all gone now i'm the last you see [C]Every night I [D]wait in dread to [Em]hear her [E]cry for [Am]me {c: CHORUS} [F]Perhaps it's just the [G]wind that's whistling [C]round the window pane Or [Dm]maybe it was [F]thunder or the [E7]rhythm of the [Am]rain The [F]old ones say an [G]omen and [C]death won't be denied The [Dm]devil's out a-[F]hunting when you [E7]hear the banshee's [Am]cry [F]oh-oh oh-o[Em]h oh-oh oh[Am]-oh oh-oh[Dm] oh-oh[Em] oh-oh[Am] oh-oh [F]oh-oh [Em]oh-oh o[Am]h-oh o[D]h-oh o[F]h-oh o[Em]h-oh oh[Am]-oh oh-oh [F]oh-oh oh-o[Em]h oh-oh oh[Am]-oh oh-oh[Dm] oh-oh[Em] oh-oh[Am] oh-oh [F]oh-oh [Em]oh-oh o[Am]h-oh o[D]h-oh o[F]h-oh o[Em]h-oh oh[Am]-oh oh-oh {c: INSTRUMENTAL} [Am] [C] [Dm] [Em] [Am] [C] [D] [Em] [Am] [Am] [C] [Dm] [Em] [Am] [C] [D] [Em] [Am] More of The Irish Rovers Songs
Glory Glory Man United Piano Sheet Music, Tin Whistle Notes And Mandolin Tab plus lyrics and guitar chords.
You can use this tune for Glory Glory Leeds United, or for Spurs. The same sheet music will also work for the Australian rugby team South Sydney. There's probably many more clubs that use the same tune.
Lyrics And Chords For Glory Glory Man United
The first set of guitar chords below are in the same key as the above youtube video [ D Major ]
And below is another set of chords for the key of G Major.
Heat wave glass animals sheet music and tin whistle notes with only three notes in total for the whole song.
Those Bare Necessities Piano Keyboard Letter Notes / Flute / Recorder also. The tin whistle sheet music tab is included.
The banks of Sacramento Nathan Evans Sheet Music, tin whistle notes and mandolin / tenor banjo tab. The song was originally called ''Hoodah Day Shanty'' and has been recorded upteen times over the years. The sheet music is in the key of D Major.  
This songs is from the youtube video of the Cappamore Senior Citizens Party 1989. I have no idea of the proper name of the song or who wrote it. Cappamore is in Co. Limerick.
1939 As the Winter drew near
The Warm clowds orr europe began to appear The ships on the oceans could not come to our shores The word went around “theres no coal for cappamore” Then the council sent word for to assemble all men The bogs must be opened and worked once again There is turf on the hill it is there to be seen And soon we were bound for the bog in Grageen Being broke from the dole we answered the call The grub it was scarce and the oul rations were lean We woke from our slumbers and came in great numbers To join the brigade for the bog in Grageen We had corbet the grocer the lawlore the bauder And O Neen O’ Donnell from up the fair green We had laheys and faheys we’d ryans and mulcahys As fair a contingment that ever was seen We Gorman the ganger and Murphy the trigger We had little Johnny Moricey up from Coneen We had men of distinction like Marshal the thinker Consenting to work on the bog in Grageen Oh we left sure our homes in the town of Cappamore For to walk to that bog it was five miles or more We skipped orr the meadows, the valleys and streams To be there for the work on top of Grageen Oh they came from Tower Hill, Pallas beg and Dromkeen From ein cappwhite and from old Pallasgreen And from famed Ballyneaty where Sarsfield had been Oh they winded there way up the slopes of Grageen Oh you joked and you talked as you went on your way If your legs they got tired sure twas back you must stay You puas to go home you betricks and between You were docked a quarter day for being late in Grageen If you started to work you were greifed on your pain If the weather stays fine youll get by all the day Your blessed with good luck while the sun can be seen If it rains on that day on the slopes of Grageen When dinner time came sure the fireman would say Bring along your long bread and half ounce of tea He get you a meal it would be fit for a queen But I doubt that she would dine on the bog of Grageen When Lunch you had taken your spirits would rise Man a thought an oul ganger* he would look up at the sky
Ganger* means the man in charge of a group of men, usually on a building site.
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