There's Got To Be An End lyrics and chords
By Sons Of Erin. Guitar chords IN CHORDPRO by Marc Fahrbach. This song forms part of the Belfast songs .Sons Of Erin are based in Newfoundland Canada and were formed in 1967. If you know who wrote the song please let me know, it sounds a bit like There Were Roses by Tommy Sands.
Now Peter John McCoy was a catholic boy.
He sang songs of liberty and the great Henry Joy,
But the Saxon ,,,,,,,,,,,,are (and?) the things that he loved best
And he got a bunch of flowers when they laid him to his rest.
Chorus
Oh there’s got to be an end to it some day,
To the torture that this land is going through,
And I hope to live to see it in my day,
When our country will be one instead of two.
Now young Sammy Nelson he came from the other side,
On the twelfth day of July it was his joy and pride,
For in his heart there was no hate for he was young and gay,
And they wrapped the sash around him when they laid him in the clay.
Chorus
Now young Sammy Baxter he came from across the sea,
And when he was a boy a soldier he would be,
But in the streets of Belfast he fell at the (a?) sniper’s hand,
A victim of a bitter hate he didn't understand.
Chorus
And I hope to live to see it in my day,
When our country will be one instead of two.
He sang songs of liberty and the great Henry Joy,
But the Saxon ,,,,,,,,,,,,are (and?) the things that he loved best
And he got a bunch of flowers when they laid him to his rest.
Chorus
Oh there’s got to be an end to it some day,
To the torture that this land is going through,
And I hope to live to see it in my day,
When our country will be one instead of two.
Now young Sammy Nelson he came from the other side,
On the twelfth day of July it was his joy and pride,
For in his heart there was no hate for he was young and gay,
And they wrapped the sash around him when they laid him in the clay.
Chorus
Now young Sammy Baxter he came from across the sea,
And when he was a boy a soldier he would be,
But in the streets of Belfast he fell at the (a?) sniper’s hand,
A victim of a bitter hate he didn't understand.
Chorus
And I hope to live to see it in my day,
When our country will be one instead of two.
The Guitar Chords
Intro: (A-)D-D-A7-D-D
Now [D]Peter John McCoy was a [A7]catholic [D]boy.
He sang songs of [A]liberty and the [A7]great Henry [D]Joy,
But the Saxon ,,,,,,,,,,,,are (and?) the [G]things that he loved [D]best
And he got a bunch of flowers when they [A7]laid him to his [D]rest.
Chorus
Oh there’s [G]got to be an [A]end to it [D]some day,
To the [G]torture that this [A]land is going [D]through,
And I [G]hope to live to [A]see it in [D]my day,
When our [G]country will be [A7]one instead of [D]two.
Now [D]young Sammy Nelson he came [A7]from the other [D]side,
On the twelfth day of Ju[A]ly it [A7]was his joy and [D]pride,
For in his heart there was no hate for [G]he was young and [D]gay,
And they wrapped the sash [ lyrics ] around him when they [A7]laid him in the [D]clay.
Chorus
Now [D]young Sammy Baxter he came [A7]from across the [D]sea,
And when he was a [A]boy a [A7]soldier he would [D]be,
But in the streets of Belfast he fell [G]at the (a?) sniper’s [D]hand,
A victim of a bitter hate he [A7]didn't under[D]stand.
Chorus
And I [G]hope to live to [A]see it in [D]my day,
When our [G]country will be [A7]one instead of [D]two. -A7-D