THE OFFALY ROVER Lyrics Guitar Chords
6/8 Lyrics and chords as used by Derek McCormack and Barleycorn (use capo on 3rd fret) Guitar work by Marc Fahrbach, Of the 32 counties in Ireland this is the only Offaly song I have. Believe it or not but this song was also done by Taoiseach Brian Cowan, and a great job he done on it too, if you don't believe me go to youtube where you can see him singing it.
intro: D-F#m-Bm-E7 A7-A-D-D
intro: D-F#m-Bm-E7 A7-A-D-D
A (D)rover I have been
And a (G)rover I will (D)stay
But to that faithful (Bm)county
I (E7)will return some (A)day
Uibh (D)Fhaile how I love you
With your (G)heather scented (D)air
Silently the (F#m)peaceful (Bm)brosna(E7)
Calls her (A7)sons from (A)far and (D)near
Oh (D)Kinnitty I long to see
When the (G)woodbine’s in full (D)bloom
Or stroll the fields (Bm)around Ferbane
Hear the (E7)wild birds in full (A)tune
At (D)Clonmacnoise I see you
Onto (G)Banagher we’ll (D)stray
Where the fisher(F#m)men will (Bm)drink and (E7)tear
Of the (A7)ones that (A)got a(D)way
Bridge: D-F#m-Bm-E7 A7-A-D-D
Though (D)dead are still in exile
Are some (G)friends I used to (D)know
Still I must pass (Bm)Killoughy
Where great (E7)sportmen are laid (A)low
By (D)Croghan HillI see you
Where in (G)childhood I did (D)play
So adieu to (F#m)you be(Bm)loved Slieve (E7)Bloom
I (A7)must be (A)on my (D)way
(D)Pile the brown turf on the fire
Bring the (G)keg in from the (D)barn
Let the blacksmith sing his (Bm)Rebel song
And the (E7)poacher tell his (A)yarn
Come (D)close my friends and neighbors
Fill your (G)glasses to the (D)brim
And we toast our (F#m)Offaly (Bm)heros (E7)from
The (A7)heather, (A)hill and (D)glen
And we toast our (F#m)Offaly (Bm)heros (E7)from
The (A7)heather, (A)hill and (D)glen
And a (G)rover I will (D)stay
But to that faithful (Bm)county
I (E7)will return some (A)day
Uibh (D)Fhaile how I love you
With your (G)heather scented (D)air
Silently the (F#m)peaceful (Bm)brosna(E7)
Calls her (A7)sons from (A)far and (D)near
Oh (D)Kinnitty I long to see
When the (G)woodbine’s in full (D)bloom
Or stroll the fields (Bm)around Ferbane
Hear the (E7)wild birds in full (A)tune
At (D)Clonmacnoise I see you
Onto (G)Banagher we’ll (D)stray
Where the fisher(F#m)men will (Bm)drink and (E7)tear
Of the (A7)ones that (A)got a(D)way
Bridge: D-F#m-Bm-E7 A7-A-D-D
Though (D)dead are still in exile
Are some (G)friends I used to (D)know
Still I must pass (Bm)Killoughy
Where great (E7)sportmen are laid (A)low
By (D)Croghan HillI see you
Where in (G)childhood I did (D)play
So adieu to (F#m)you be(Bm)loved Slieve (E7)Bloom
I (A7)must be (A)on my (D)way
(D)Pile the brown turf on the fire
Bring the (G)keg in from the (D)barn
Let the blacksmith sing his (Bm)Rebel song
And the (E7)poacher tell his (A)yarn
Come (D)close my friends and neighbors
Fill your (G)glasses to the (D)brim
And we toast our (F#m)Offaly (Bm)heros (E7)from
The (A7)heather, (A)hill and (D)glen
And we toast our (F#m)Offaly (Bm)heros (E7)from
The (A7)heather, (A)hill and (D)glen
