The Girl From Donegal lyrics and Guitar chords
Irish Folk Song About A Girl From Donegal, Lyrics And Guitar Chords. A traditional song from the singing of Bridie Gallagher. The song was also recorded by Margo O'Donnell from Donegal who's a sister of Daniel.
The Boys From The County Armagh Song is the most famous song associated with Irish folk singer Bridie Gallagher who's singing in the youtube video..
The Boys From The County Armagh Song is the most famous song associated with Irish folk singer Bridie Gallagher who's singing in the youtube video..
[D]Young girls draw near and I'll[G] tell you[D] here,
A[A7] story that[D] makes[G] me[D] sad,
Sure he[A] sailed away the[Bm] other day,
My[D] own true[E7] Irish[A] lad,,,[A7]
And my[A] heart did ache[Bm] for his dear[G] sake,
And the[D] tears like[E7] rain did[A] fall,
Oh,[D] why did he part and[G] break the[D] heart
Of this[A7] girl from[D] Don[G]e[D]gal
He was tall and strong, could sing a song
That would delight your heart to hear.
His eyes were bright, his step was light,
And his voice was sweet and clear.
He could handle a spade or court a maid,
The fairest of them all.
Ah, but he was inclined to leave behind
This girl from Donegal.
How I wished in vain he did remain,
But see how he sailed away
To a distant home, far o'er the foam,
In a foreign land to stay.
He would rather have toiled in his own native soil,
But the wages they were too small.
That's why he did part and break the heart
Of this girl from Donegal.
The weather was bad and my love was sad
As he had to sail away.
He left me here to pine and fear,
Till he'd return someday,
But if in time he does not return,
He need not come at all.
Oh, why did he part and break the heart
Of this girl from Donegal.
Irish songs G-J
The guitar chords for the key of G Major.
[G]Young girls draw near and I'll[C] tell you[G] here,
A[D7] story that[G] makes[C] me[G] sad,
Sure he[D] sailed away the[Em] other day,
My[G] own true[A7] Irish[D] lad,,,[D7]
And my[D] heart did ache[Em] for his dear[C] sake,
And the[G] tears like[A7] rain did[D] fall,
Oh,[G] why did he part and[C] break the[G] heart
Of this[D7] girl from[G] Don[C]e[G]gal
[G]Young girls draw near and I'll[C] tell you[G] here,
A[D7] story that[G] makes[C] me[G] sad,
Sure he[D] sailed away the[Em] other day,
My[G] own true[A7] Irish[D] lad,,,[D7]
And my[D] heart did ache[Em] for his dear[C] sake,
And the[G] tears like[A7] rain did[D] fall,
Oh,[G] why did he part and[C] break the[G] heart
Of this[D7] girl from[G] Don[C]e[G]gal
Margo song The Girl From Donegal
The Emigrant Lyrics By Margo
I was sitting on a bar stool downtown the other day And I said hello to this old man to pass the time away He told me he was Irish and his accent rang a bell He was from a place in Galway that I knew quite well I bought a drink, we reminisced, he said his name was John And he hadn't been back since he left in 1941 The years just seemed to roll away as he slipped down memory lane And I couldn't bring myself to tell him things were not the same
Chorus
How do you tell an old man who's lonely and alone That the old days are just memories and gone forever more It doesn't matter when you left or just how far you've roamed That little island over there will always be your home
Verse 2
We talked of favorite places and days when he was young He asked about a lot of folk but they were mostly dead and gone He could not erase those childhood days, fun-filled starry nights And the close-knit family circle whose memories still burn bright I took his hand to say goodbye, I had to catch a plane And it hurt to see his shoulders stooped and eyes filled up with pain He said, "I'll never see again the moon on Galway Bay Just tell them all you talked to John and everything's okay"
Chorus
How do you tell an old man who's lonely and alone That the old days are just memories and gone forever more It doesn't matter when you left or just how far you've roamed That little island over there will always be your home That little island over there will always be your home
I was sitting on a bar stool downtown the other day And I said hello to this old man to pass the time away He told me he was Irish and his accent rang a bell He was from a place in Galway that I knew quite well I bought a drink, we reminisced, he said his name was John And he hadn't been back since he left in 1941 The years just seemed to roll away as he slipped down memory lane And I couldn't bring myself to tell him things were not the same
Chorus
How do you tell an old man who's lonely and alone That the old days are just memories and gone forever more It doesn't matter when you left or just how far you've roamed That little island over there will always be your home
Verse 2
We talked of favorite places and days when he was young He asked about a lot of folk but they were mostly dead and gone He could not erase those childhood days, fun-filled starry nights And the close-knit family circle whose memories still burn bright I took his hand to say goodbye, I had to catch a plane And it hurt to see his shoulders stooped and eyes filled up with pain He said, "I'll never see again the moon on Galway Bay Just tell them all you talked to John and everything's okay"
Chorus
How do you tell an old man who's lonely and alone That the old days are just memories and gone forever more It doesn't matter when you left or just how far you've roamed That little island over there will always be your home That little island over there will always be your home
Lonely Nights In London Lyrics By Margo
Verse 1
Like others from this country, I had to drift around
Take the boat to England to try and make a pound
The nights are cold and lonely, the days are dull and blue
To meet a friend is heaven sent to all from Killaloe
Verse 2
Voices sound familiar on the London train
Like myself had nothing left but memories in the rain
From Cork and from Mayo, from Clare and Dublin too
Hunger is the dealer, the aces they are few
Chorus
Lonely nights in London are hard to comprehend
But easy to a stranger here without a friend
The money's good with things that you could never do at home
But empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
Verse 3
Songs from Listowel on the midnight air
You think you hear the blackbird sing "How far is it to Clare?"
Or maybe it's a fiddler or a piper in the rain
Boy you lose direction but it helps to ease the pain
Verse 4
Someday when the light shines on my homeland once more
Sunshine burns the darkness from the Cliffs of Moher
Living in this strange city will cause no guilt or pain
Homebound in Dublin town, I'll catch the train
Chorus
Lonely nights in London are hard to understand
But easy to a stranger in a foreign land
The money is good with things that you could never do at home
But empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
Chorus / Outro
Lonely nights in London are hard to understand
But easy to a stranger in a foreign land
The money is good with things that you could never do at home
When empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
But empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
Verse 1
Like others from this country, I had to drift around
Take the boat to England to try and make a pound
The nights are cold and lonely, the days are dull and blue
To meet a friend is heaven sent to all from Killaloe
Verse 2
Voices sound familiar on the London train
Like myself had nothing left but memories in the rain
From Cork and from Mayo, from Clare and Dublin too
Hunger is the dealer, the aces they are few
Chorus
Lonely nights in London are hard to comprehend
But easy to a stranger here without a friend
The money's good with things that you could never do at home
But empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
Verse 3
Songs from Listowel on the midnight air
You think you hear the blackbird sing "How far is it to Clare?"
Or maybe it's a fiddler or a piper in the rain
Boy you lose direction but it helps to ease the pain
Verse 4
Someday when the light shines on my homeland once more
Sunshine burns the darkness from the Cliffs of Moher
Living in this strange city will cause no guilt or pain
Homebound in Dublin town, I'll catch the train
Chorus
Lonely nights in London are hard to understand
But easy to a stranger in a foreign land
The money is good with things that you could never do at home
But empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
Chorus / Outro
Lonely nights in London are hard to understand
But easy to a stranger in a foreign land
The money is good with things that you could never do at home
When empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
But empty chairs and winding stairs brings a hollow tone
