Tuning: E A D G B E

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # # From: HISCAP@LUSTA.LATROBE.EDU.AU (PERRETT,Andrew) The Broad Majestic Shannon The Pogues D G D Bm D G A D

The ^Dlast time I saw you was down at the ^GGreeks There was ^Dwhiskey on Sunday and ^Gtears on our ^Bmcheeks ^AYou ^Dsang me a song as pure as the ^Gbreeze on a ^Droad leading ^Gup Glena^Aveigh I ^Dsat for a while at the ^Gcross at Finnoe Where young ^Dlovers would meet when the ^Gflowers were in ^Bmbloom ^AHeard ^Dthe men coming home from the fair at Shin^Grone Their ^Dhearts in Tippe^Grary wher^Aever they ^Dgo Take my ^Dhand, and dry your ^Gtears ^Ababe Take my ^Dhand, forget your ^Gfears ^Ababe There's no ^Dpain, there's no more ^Gsor^Arow They're all ^Dgone, ^G gone in the ^Ayears babe

I sat for a while by the gap in the wall Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball

So I ^Dwalked as the day was ^Gdawn^Aing Where small birds ^Dsang and leaves were ^Gfall^Aing Where we once ^Dwatched the row boats ^Gland^Aing By the ^Dbroad ^G majestic ^AShan^Dnon

D G D Bm D G A D

Pogues - The broad majestic shannon