Christy Moore - The time has come

The^Am time has come to ^Gpart my ^Clove I^D must go a^Gway I ^Amleave you ^Dnow my ^Gdarling^C girl no ^Dlonger can I ^Gstay My^C heart like ^Dyours is ^Cbreaking ^Emtogether ^Dwe'll prove ^Cstrong The ^B7road I take w^Emill show the w^Dorld the ^Csuffering ^Dthat goes ^Amon

The^Am gentle clasp that ^Gholds my ^Chand must ^Dloosen and le^Gt go Ple^Amase h^Delp me t^Ghrough the ^Cdoor though i^Dnstinct tells you^G no Our^C vow it ^Dis et^Cernal and will ^Embring you ^Ddreadful ^Cpain But ^B7if our demands aren't ^Emrecognis^Ded don't ^Ccall me ^Dback ^Amagain

How^Am their sorrow ^Gtouched us all ^Cin those ^Dfinal ^Gdays Whe^Amn it was ^Dtime she h^Geld the ^Cdoor and t^Douched his shallow ^Gface The^C flame he ^Dlit by ^Cleaving ^Emis still ^Dburning s^Ctrong ^B7By the lights it's ^Emplain to ^Dsee the ^Csuffering ^Dstill goes ^Amon

The^Am time has come to p^Gart my ^Clove ^DI must go a^Gway I l^Ameave you ^Dnow my ^Gdarling ^Cgirl no ^Dlonger can I ^Gstay