FAINNE GEAL AN LAE lyrics and chords
(See The Dawning Of Day Lyrics And Chords in English) 4/4 The sheet music for tin whistle and banjo / mandolin is included. List of my As Gaeilge songs .
As played by Na Casaidigh (Use Capo on 1st fret). Written by Thomas Connellan who was a blind Harper from the Sligo area.
As played by Na Casaidigh (Use Capo on 1st fret). Written by Thomas Connellan who was a blind Harper from the Sligo area.
[C)Maidin moch do (Em)ghabhas a(F)mach,
Ar (C)bruach (F)Locha (C)Léin; An (F)Samhradh teacht 's an (C)chraobh len'ais, Is (Am)lonradh (F)te ón (G7)ngréin, Ar (F)thaisteal dom trí (C)bhailte poirt is bánta (F)míne (G7)réidhe, Cé (C)a gheobhainn lem’ais ach an (Em)chúileann (F)deas, Le (C)fáinne (F)geal an (C)lae. Ní (C)raibh bróg ná stoca, (Em)caidhp ná (F)clóc; Ar mo (C)stóirin (F)óg ón (C)spéir, Ach (F)folt fionn órga (C)síos go troigh, Ag (Am)fás go (F)barr an (G7)fhéir. Bhí (F)calán crúite ai(C)ci ina glaic, 'S ar dhrúcht ba (F)dheas a (G7)scéimh, Do (C)rug barr gean ar (Em)Bhéineas (F)deas, Le (C)fáinne (F)geal an (C)lae. Guitar Part: C-F-C-C-Am-F (picked chords) G-F-G6-G (single-strumed chords) (G6: 3-2-0-0-0-0) Do (C)shuígh an bhrídeog (Em)síos le (F)m'ais, Ar (C)bhrinse (F)glas den (C)fhéar, Ag (F)magadh léi bhíos dá (C)maíomh go pras, Mar (Am)mhnaoi nach (F)scarfainn (G7)léi. 'S é (F)dúirt sí liomsa, (C)"imigh uaim, Is scaoil mé ar (F)siúl mé (G7)a réic", Sin (C)iad aneas na (Em)soilse ag (F)teacht,àshort rest! Le (C)fáinne (F)geal an (C)lae. Guitar Part: C-C-Em-F-C-F-C-C C-C-Em-F-C-F-C-C C-Am-F-C-F-G-F-F C-C-Em-F-C-F-C-C The sheet music is in the key of D. This is the same tune as Raglan Road. |
he Dawning Of The Day
English Translation: Copy the guitar chords from the Irish version One morning early I went out On the shore of Lough Leinn The leafy trees of summertime, And the warm rays of the sun, As I wandered through the townlands, And the luscious grassy plains, Who should I meet but a beautiful maid, At the dawning of the day. No cap or cloak this maiden wore Her neck and feet were bare Down to the grass in ringlets fell Her glossy golden hair A milking pail was in her hand She was lovely, young and gay Her beauty excelled even Helen of Troy At the dawning of the day. On a mossy bank I sat me down With the maiden by my side With gentle words I courted her And asked her to be my bride She turned and said, "Please go away," Then went on down the way And the morning light was shining bright At the dawning of the day. |