Fiddler's Green - Connemara

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Connemara, Connemara on my mind

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Connemara, where even the rain shines

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Connemara, leaving all my troubles behind

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Connemara on my mind

^FmWhile I'm sitting ^Ebhere The waves of the se^Cma are lapping Against ^Ebthe wild shores of ^FmConnemara ^EbThe sky breaks Dazzling light ^Cmpierces through ^EbDown to the water ^FmGiving forth a ^Ebthousand reflections ^Cmof silver ^EbSo that I have to close my eyes ^FmAnd then together with the ^Ebvile wind I fly ^Cmaway to all the places ^Eb I've never seen^Fm

^FmHe said his eyes where looking queer ^EbCan't you take me out of here ^CmCan't you see the sky of ^EbConnema^Bbra ^FmThis is how his warning goes ^EbBeware the night a whirlwind blows ^CmBetter leave this town for ^EbConnem^Bbara

^FmWe hit the road, we hitched a ride ^EbThe morning faded into night ^CmWe were on our way to ^EbConnem^Bbara ^FmAsylum was a basic right But ^Ebsocialism lost the fight ^CmThousands headed down to ^EbConnem^Bbara

^GmIn my imagination I can ^Abfeel the wild wind blow The ^Cmmorning breeze will wipe away my ^Bbfear In^Gm my imagination I can ^Abhear the howling sea The ^Cmcottage on the shore belongs to ^Gme

Conne^Cmar^Ga, ^CConnemara on my ^Gmind Conne^Cmar^Ga, where ^Ameven the rain ^Fshines Conne^Cmar^Ga, leaving ^Call my troubles ^Gbehind Conne^Ammara on my ^Fmind

^FmAnd when we reached the Emerald Isle ^EbWe stayed in Dublin for a while ^CmBut soon we reached the cliffs of ^EbConnema^Bbra ^FmIt's just the place I want to be ^EbShining in my fantasy ^CmCan't you take me back to ^EbConnema^Bbra

^GmIn my imagination I can ^Abfeel the wild wind blow The ^Cmmorning breeze will wipe away my ^Bbfear In^Gm my imagination I can ^Abhear the howling sea The ^Cmcottage on the shore belongs to ^Gme

Conne^Cmar^Ga, ^CConnemara on my ^Gmind Conne^Cmar^Ga, where ^Ameven the rain ^Fshines Conne^Cmar^Ga, leaving ^Call my troubles ^Gbehind Conne^Ammara on my ^Fmind