Steeleye Span - The old turf fire

^AmOh, the old turf fire and the hearth swept clean There's ^Gno one so contented as myself and Paddy Keane The ^Ambaby in the cradle, you can hear its mammy say Ah, will you go to sleep, A^Glanna, while I ^Amwet your daddy's tea

^AmNow I've got a little house and land, as neat as it can be You'll ^Gnever see the likes of it this side of Lisnakea No pi^Amano in the corner and no pictures on the wall But I'm happy and contented in my ^Glittle cottage ^Amhall

^AmNow the man that I work for, of noble blood is he But ^Gsomethin' I'll be tellin' you, we never can agree He ^Amhas big towering mansions, he has castles great and tall But I wouldn't change the roof that crowns my ^Gown cottage ^Amhall

^AmOh, the old turf fire and the hearth swept clean There's ^Gno one so contented as myself and Paddy Keane The ^Ambaby in the cradle, you can hear its mammy say Ah, will you go to sleep, A^Glanna, while I ^Amwet your daddy's tea

^AmRound the old turf fire sit the old folk, bent with years As they ^Gwatch us trippin' lightly, they're smilin' through their tears So ^Amsadly they are dreaming of their youthful heart's desire In those dear old days so long ago, around the ^Gold turf ^Amfire