Horses And Plough Lyrics And Chords
This is a lovely song from a great Singer & Farmer P.J. Murrihy
from Mullagh in County Clare.
He played many years ago with the Kilfenora Ceili Band
Also he joined up with a really great Accordionist from Elphin County Roscommon
Seamus Shannon.
They were many years together before Seamus joined Shannonside Radio
where he has his own programe there Shannons Corner every Sunday.
The song tells the sad story of the changing times in early Ireland on the Farm
As the big tractors took over & the great working Horses were out of a job.
In many countries today they have returned to many of the old & forgotten ways
People are beginning to realise that the old fashioned ways were not all that bad.
The lyrics were sent to the site by Patrick Burke.
from Mullagh in County Clare.
He played many years ago with the Kilfenora Ceili Band
Also he joined up with a really great Accordionist from Elphin County Roscommon
Seamus Shannon.
They were many years together before Seamus joined Shannonside Radio
where he has his own programe there Shannons Corner every Sunday.
The song tells the sad story of the changing times in early Ireland on the Farm
As the big tractors took over & the great working Horses were out of a job.
In many countries today they have returned to many of the old & forgotten ways
People are beginning to realise that the old fashioned ways were not all that bad.
The lyrics were sent to the site by Patrick Burke.
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Many the breezes that blow in
the spring Sweeter the sound that the song thrushes sing. I sighed for a sidehead I seldom see now A man in the fields with his Horses & Plough 2 Farewell to the days of my youth long ago When I harness my team Near the Bann below Then away through the highland beside portarown To turn the hard green sod With Horses & Plough. 3 Invoking a Blessing I started my day I earned another Thats what I would say Asking for guidence To keep my knowhow And plough straight furrows With Hoprses & Plough 4 When up at the headland Every once in awhile I rested my body All aching with toil With the sleeve of my shirt Wipe the sweat from my brow As I gazed at the warm clouds My Horses & Plough 5 But the clatter of Tractors Polution & all Has crippled the Capall>> (Irish for Horse) And sad was its fall While in far away hogeheg We reached leenendown Not counting the value Of Horses & Plough 6 Very soon I'll be called From this valley my home To the fair fields of Heaven I hope I will go One request of Saint Peter That I hope he'l allow Eternall employment With Horses & Plough |
Here's the guitar chords as played by P.J. Murrihy.
[E] intro chords [E][B][E] Many the breather that blow in the spring [A]Sweeter the [E]sound that the [C#m]song thrushes[B]sing. I [E]sighed for a sidehead I seldom [A]see now A [E]man in the fields with his [B]Horses & [E]Plough 2 [E]Farewell to the days of my youth long ago When I [A]harvest my [E]team Near the [C#m]Bann be[B]low Then a[E]way through the highland beside porta[A]rown To [E]turn the hard green sod With [B]Horses & [E]Plough 3 [E]Invoking a Blessing I started my day I [A]earned a[E]nother Thats [C#m]what I would [B]say [E]Asking for guidence To keep my know[A]how And [E]plough straight furrows With [B]Hoprses & [E]Plough 4 [E]When up at the headland Every once in awhile I [A]rested my[E] body All [C#m]aching with [B]toil With the[E]sleeve of my shirt Wipe the sweat from my brow As I gazed at the warm clouds My [B]Horses &[E] Plough [C#m][B][A][E][C#m][B][A][B] 5 But the [E]clatter of Tractors Polution & all Has crippled the Capall>> (Irish for Horse) And [C#m]sad was its [B]fall While in [E]far away hogeheg We reached leenen[A]down Not[E] counting the value Of [B]Horses &[E] Plough 6 [E]Very soon I'll be called From this valley my home To the [A]fair fields of [E]Heaven I [C#m]hope I will [B]go One re[E]quest of Saint Peter That I hope he'l al[A]low E[E]ternall employment With Horses & Plough |
