The Banks Of My Own Lovely Lee lyrics and guitar chords

An Irish folk song from Munster- written Richard Forbes and J.C. Flannagan. The singer is Sean O'Se in the youtube video. I have included the chords in the key that Sean sings in. The song was also recorded by Elle Marie O'Dwyer, Joe Lynch and played as an instrumental by the James Last band. The sheet music is included plus the tenor banjo / mandolin tab. The music time signature is 6/8. The Langer Song which also hales from Cork is here also by the folk group Natural Gas. And with Cork being the ''Rebel County'' there's been a heap of rebel songs written regarding the county including The Third West Cork Brigade .

[C]How oft do my[F] thoughts in their[C] fancy take[Am] flight
To the[G] home of my[D] childhood a[G]way,
To the[C] days when each[F] patriot's[C] vision seem'd [Am]bright
Ere I[G] dreamed that those[D] joys should de[G]cay.
When my heart was as[G7] light as the[C] wild winds that[Am] blow
Down the[C] Mardyke through[Am] each elm[G7] tree,
Where I[C] sported and[G7] play'd 'neath each[F] green leafy[C] shade
On the[G7] banks of my own lovely[C] Lee.

And then in the springtime of laughter and song
Can I ever forget the sweet hours?
With the friends of my youth as we rambled along
'Mongst the green mossy banks and wild flowers.
Then too, when the evening sun's sinking to rest
Sheds its golden light over the sea
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee

'Tis a beautiful land this dear isle of song
Its gems shed their light to the world
And her faithful sons bore thro' ages of wrong,
The standard St. Patrick unfurled.
Oh! would I were there with the friends I love best
And my fond bosom's partner with me
We'd roam thy banks over, and when weary we'd rest
By thy waters, my own lovely Lee,

We'd roam thy banks over, and when weary we'd rest
By thy waters, my own lovely Lee,
Oh what joys should be mine ere this life should decline
To seek shells on thy sea- girdled shore.
While the steel-feathered eagle, oft splashing the brine
Brings longing for freedom once more.
Oh all that on earth I wish for or crave
Is that my last crimson drop be for thee,
To moisten the grass of my forefathers' grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee

To moisten the grass of my forefathers' grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.

Here's the guitar chords in the key of the version of the song by Sean O'Se

[D]How oft do my[C] thoughts in their[D] fancy [F#m]take [D]flight
To the[A] home of my[Em] childhood a[A]way,
To the[D] days when each[C] pa[F#m]triot's[D]] vision seem'd [Bm]bright
Ere I[A] dreamed that those[Em] joys should de[A]cay.
When my heart was as light as the[G] wild [D]winds that blow[F#m]
Down the[Bm]] Mar[D]dyke through[C#m] each elm[F#m] tree[A],
[F#m]Where we[D] sported and[A] play'd 'neath each green leafy[D] shade
On the[A] banks of my own love[D]ly Lee.

The Banks Of My Own Lovely Lee Lyrics
How oft do my thoughts in their fancy take flight
To the home of my childhood away,
To the days when each patriot's vision seem'd bright
Ere I dreamed that those joys should decay.
When my heart was as light as the wild winds that blow
Down the Mardyke through each elm[ tree,
Where I sported and play'd 'neath each green leafy shade
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.

And then in the springtime of laughter and song
Can I ever forget the sweet hours?
With the friends of my youth as we rambled along
'Mongst the green mossy banks and wild flowers.
Then too, when the evening sun's sinking to rest
Sheds its golden light over the sea
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee
The maid with her lover the wild daisies pressed
On the banks of my own lovely Lee

'Tis a beautiful land this dear isle of song
Its gems shed their light to the world
And her faithful sons bore thro' ages of wrong,
The standard St. Patrick unfurled.
Oh! would I were there with the friends I love best
And my fond bosom's partner with me
We'd roam thy banks over, and when weary we'd rest
By thy waters, my own lovely Lee,

We'd roam thy banks over, and when weary we'd rest
By thy waters, my own lovely Lee,
Oh what joys should be mine ere this life should decline
To seek shells on thy sea- girdled shore.
While the steel-feathered eagle, oft splashing the brine
Brings longing for freedom once more.
Oh all that on earth I wish for or crave
Is that my last crimson drop be for thee,
To moisten the grass of my forefathers' grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee

To moisten the grass of my forefathers' grave
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.

The banks of my own lovely Lee mandolin / tenor banjo tab

The Banks Of My Own Lovely Lee Sheet Music Notes For The Key Of C Major

Below is the ebook list of Irish Folk Songs with guitar chords
in 3 keys. Price €8.90 and I'll email the ebook after purchase .
The chords are suited to ukulele, banjo or mandolin also.
Martin

The River Lee Cork City

The banks of my own lovely Lee lyrics