For Ireland I'll Not Tell Her Name Irish Lyrics And Chords
For Ireland I'll not tell her name, Irish folk song lyrics and easy guitar chords. The beginner piano notes now included. An Irish folk / love Irish song. The tin whistle sheet music notes and ukulele chord shapes are included plus the tenor banjo chords. The youtube video is by The Wolfe Tones.I only ever heard The Wolfe Tones sing this beautiful love song, To hear Tommy Byrne of the Tones sing it would send a shiver down your spine. What a singer he is, and such beautiful harmonies from The Wolfe Tones. The song was written by John Barry Oge from County Kerry. I asked Brian Warfield from The Wolfe Tones where he got the song from and he said he got it when it was written in Gaelic and translated it to English. The tin whistle notes are included with basic letter notes along with a youtube video to help you on your way to learning the song
Lyrics And Easy Guitar Chords For Ireland I'll Not Tell Her Name In D Major
Last[D] eve as I[G] wandered quiet[D] near,
To the border's of[G] my little[A] farm,
A[G] beautiful maiden ap[D]peared,
Whoes lovely-ness[G] caused my heart's[D] harm,
By her daring and[G] love smitten sour,
And the[D] words from her[A] sweet lips that came,
To[D] meet her I[G] raced the field[D] o're,
But for Ireland i'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[2]
If this[D] beauty but my[G] words would[D] heed
The words that I[G] speak would be[A] true,
I'd[G] help her in every[D] need,
And indeed all her[G] work I would[D] do,
To[D] win one fond[G] kiss from my love,
I'd[D] read her ro[A]mances of fame,
Her[D] champion I[G] daily would[D] prove,
But for Ireland I'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[3]
There's a beautiful stately young maid,
At the nearing of my little farm,
She's welcoming kind unafraid,
Her smile is both childlike and warm,
Her gold hair in masses that grows
Like amber and sheen is that same,
And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose,
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name.
Last[D] eve as I[G] wandered quiet[D] near,
To the border's of[G] my little[A] farm,
A[G] beautiful maiden ap[D]peared,
Whoes lovely-ness[G] caused my heart's[D] harm,
By her daring and[G] love smitten sour,
And the[D] words from her[A] sweet lips that came,
To[D] meet her I[G] raced the field[D] o're,
But for Ireland i'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[2]
If this[D] beauty but my[G] words would[D] heed
The words that I[G] speak would be[A] true,
I'd[G] help her in every[D] need,
And indeed all her[G] work I would[D] do,
To[D] win one fond[G] kiss from my love,
I'd[D] read her ro[A]mances of fame,
Her[D] champion I[G] daily would[D] prove,
But for Ireland I'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[3]
There's a beautiful stately young maid,
At the nearing of my little farm,
She's welcoming kind unafraid,
Her smile is both childlike and warm,
Her gold hair in masses that grows
Like amber and sheen is that same,
And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose,
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name.
If you'd like to play along with The Wolfe Tones then use these chords.
Last[F] eve as I[Bb] wandered quiet[F] near,
To the border's of[Bb] my little[C] farm,
A[F] beautiful [Bb]maiden ap[F]peared,
Whoes lovely-ness[Bb] caused my heart's[F] harm,
By her daring and love smitten [Bb]sour,
And the[F] words from her sweet lips that [C]came,
To[F] meet her I[Bb] raced the field[F] o're,
But for Ireland i'd[Bb] not tell her[F] name.
Last[F] eve as I[Bb] wandered quiet[F] near,
To the border's of[Bb] my little[C] farm,
A[F] beautiful [Bb]maiden ap[F]peared,
Whoes lovely-ness[Bb] caused my heart's[F] harm,
By her daring and love smitten [Bb]sour,
And the[F] words from her sweet lips that [C]came,
To[F] meet her I[Bb] raced the field[F] o're,
But for Ireland i'd[Bb] not tell her[F] name.
For Ireland I'd Not Tell Her Name Tin Whistle Notes
BA G E D E B A B
Last eve as I wandered quiet near,
B A G E D E G B A
To the border's of my little farm,
BA G E D E B A B
A beautifull maiden appeared,
B A G E D E G A G
Whoes lovelyness caused my heart's harm,
d e d B A G B d e
By her daring and love smitten sour,
f# e d B A G A B A
And the words from her sweet lips that came,
BA G E D E B A B
To meet her I raced the field o're,
B A G E D E G A G
But for Ireland i'd not tell her name.
Last eve as I wandered quiet near,
B A G E D E G B A
To the border's of my little farm,
BA G E D E B A B
A beautifull maiden appeared,
B A G E D E G A G
Whoes lovelyness caused my heart's harm,
d e d B A G B d e
By her daring and love smitten sour,
f# e d B A G A B A
And the words from her sweet lips that came,
BA G E D E B A B
To meet her I raced the field o're,
B A G E D E G A G
But for Ireland i'd not tell her name.
