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
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