Christy Moore - So do i

^GThis is the day the cuckoo likes, and so do ^CI ^GThe hills fall down in different shapes, and the swallows f^Cly to a hi^Gdden beach where boats dont go Where, w^Cild abandonment fills my sole And, I h^Dear the squealing, as the seagulls way off home they go^C And so do ^GI, So do I

^GThis is the day the fisherman likes, and so do ^CI when the r^Gain puts a shine on the chestnut spikes, and Curlews c^Cry, the Night^Gingale sings her best, we'll dr^Cink a pint in Hamilton's Rest The g^Dirl I love wore a muslin dress the fis^Chermen dream of the sun in the west And So Do ^GI, ^CSo Do ^GI

^DNow ^AmI c^Gan s^Dee Since the girl tha^Ct-I l^Dove de^Amarly, has c^Dast her loving spell, on^G me. I'll cro^Css the Se^Dven Oc^Geans ^Cforever m^Dore I'll wa^Gnder 'Til s^Dhe has cast her lov^Cing spell on ^Gme

^GThis is the day the cuckoo likes, and so do ^CI And t^Ghis is the day the fisherman likes, and so do ^CI ^GThis is the day the cuckoo likes, and so do ^CI And so do ^GI