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My Lagan Love - The Corrs G F G CFC G Where Lagan streams sing lullabies, there blows a lily fair. F G CFC G When twilight gleam is in her eye, the night is on her hair.
And like a lovCesick leGnasheeC9, she hath my hDeart in thrallG. F G CFC G No life have I, no liberty, for love is Lord of all. F G CFC G And sometimes when the beetles horn has lulled the eve to sleep, F G CFC G I steal into her sheiling lorn and through the doorway creep. There on the cCricket's siGnging stoneC9, she spares the bogwooDd fireG F G CFC G And hums in sad sweet and undertone the song of hearts desire.
SOLO GUITAR: G F G CFC G F G CFC G F G CFC G Her welcome, like her love for me, is from her heart within F G CFC G CFCG CFCG CFCG Her warm kiss is felicity that knows no taint of sin. Transcribed by Carlo Chiarenza