Boys of Barr na Stráide lyrics and chords
Folk Song- written by Sigerson Clifford. The guitar chords are by Marc Fahrbach and fit the youtube video. Music timing 6/8. Recorded by Christy Moore, Annmarie O'Riordan who had the big hit with This Story I Tell You Is True song, Niamh Parsons and that's the version that the guitar chords are set to. I have also given the chords in the key of C. The sheet music is included.The music time signature for this folk song is 3/4.Mandolin tab for The Boys Of Barr Na Sraide plus tin whistle notes now included.
Oh, the (G)town, it climbs the (D)mountains and (Bm)looks out u(Em)pon the (A)sea
At (D)sleeping (Bm)time or (Em)wa(A)king, it's (G)there I'd (A)long to (D)be.
To walk a(Bm)gain those (Em)kindly (A)streets, the (G)place where (A)life be(D)gan,
And the (G)Boys of Barr na (D)Stráide went (Bm)hunting (A)for the wren.
With (G)cudgels stout we (D)roamed about to (Bm)hunt the (Em)dreó(A)lín
We (D)searched for (Bm)birds in (Em)every (A)furze from (G)Litir (A)to Doo(D)neen.
We sang for (Bm)joy be(Em)neath the (A)sky, life (G)held no (A)print nor (D)plan
And the (G)Boys of Barr na (D)Stráide went (Bm)hunting (A)for the wren.
And (G)when the hills were (D)bleedin' and the (Bm)rifles (Em)were a(A)flame
To the (D)rebel (Bm)homes of (Em)Kerry(A) -the (G)Saxon (A)strangers (D)came,
But the men who (Bm)dared the (Em)Auxies (A)and who (G)fought the (A)Black-and-(D)Tan
Were the (G)Boys of Barr na (D)Stráide who (Bm)huntied (A)for the wren.
And (G)here's a health to (D)them tonight wher(Bm)ever (Em)they may (A)be.
By the (D)groves of (Bm)Carham (Em)river -(A)or the (G)slope of (A)Bean 'a (D)Tí
John Daly (Bm)and Batt (Em)Andy (A)and the (G)Sheehans, (A)Con and (D)Dan,
And the (G)Boys of Barr na (D)Stráide who (Bm)hunted (A)for the wren.
When (G)now they toil in (D)foreign soil where (Bm)they have (Em)made their (A)way
Deep (D)in the (Bm)heart of (Em)London (A)Town or (G)over (A)on Broad(D)way,
And I am (Bm)left to (Em)sing their (A)deeds and (G)praise them (A)while I (D)can
Those (G)Boys of Barr na (D)Stráide who (Bm)hunted (A)for the wren.
And (G)when the wheel of (D)life runs out and (Bm)peace come (Em)over (A)me
Oh (D)lay me (Bm)down in (Em)that old (A)town bet(G)ween the (A)hills and (D)sea.
I'll take my (Bm)sleep in (Em)those green (A)fields, the (G)place my (A)life be(D)gan,,
With those (G)Boys of Barr na (D)Stráide who (Bm)hunted (A)for the wren.