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​Lurgan Ambush Lyrics And Chords

​by Ita Green. Parcel Of Rogues play this song in the key of F. I have
transposed the chords to an easier key of G below.

[F]Lurgan town was rocked with sorrow, on that [Bb]bleak November [F]day

Hushed tones and tears were mingled as great [Bb]numbers stopped to [C]pray

For Sean [F]Burns and Eugene Toman, and their dri[Bb]ver Gervaise Mc[F]Kerr

Who had just been [C]brutally mur[F]dered in an [C]ambush well pre[F]pared

 

Suspect of being Irishmen with no love for the crown

And heedless of the age old call, you croppy boys lie down

They would not lick the British boots, of Ireland they were proud

Though harassed and oft' brow-beaten, they just would not lie down

 

Chorus:

 

        But they [Bb]dared to hold their heads up high

        And [F]never once did fail

        To de[C]clare their wish for freedom

        Like true sons of the Gael

        [Bb]Oh - oh[F] ...........[Bb],,[F][Dm][C][Dm][C][F]

        Oh - oh ...........

 

Thus to defire the hearts of evil men who hungered for revenge

So on that bleak November day, the three lads were way-laid

Snared and slain by evil men, the forces of the crown

They had dared to flout the order of, you croppy boys lie down

 

As years go rolling by my friends, this tale remember well

We owe it to our children, we owe it to ourselves

We owe it to these young men to rally one and all

And be proud that we are Irish, for they cannot kill us all



Chorus

 

The three lie in a soldier's grave, in a church-yard near the town

And if you ever pass this way, don't let your head bow down

But turn your head up heaven's way and say a silent prayer

For Sean Burns and Eugene Toman, and their driver, Gervaise McKerr
​Alternative chords in the key of G
[G]Lurgan town was rocked with sorrow, on that [C]bleak November [G]day

Hushed tones and tears were mingled as great [C]numbers stopped to [D]pray

For Sean [G]Burns and Eugene Toman, and their dri[C]ver Gervaise Mc[G]Kerr

Who had just been [D]brutally mur[G]dered in an [D]ambush well pre[G]pared


Chorus:

 

        But they [C]dared to hold their heads up high

        And [G]never once did fail

        To de[D]clare their wish for freedom

        Like true sons of the Gael

        [C]Oh - oh[G] ...........[C],,[G][Em][D][Em][D][G]

        Oh - oh ...........
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