The Dublin City Ramblers - Dublin in my tears

I have tr^Gavelled many lands,and I still don't understand Ho^Cw sad you have bec^Amome on my re^Dturn You^Gr poor heart is filled with care,sad and old they left you there Your onc^De bright eyes with so^D7rrow softly bu^Grn I can ev^Cen sense the change in the so^Gund of childrens games And the d^Dreams of youth's ambi^D7tions have all turn^Ged to doubt and fe^G7ar It's an ag^Ce of wealth Im told but I've ne^Gver felt so old As ^DI recall old Du^D7blin in my t^Gears

All the ^Gfaces that I meet as I roam each one way street R^Ceflect the empty state^Amments of our^D time An^Gd the old cathedral bell can't be heard above the swell For the ^D years erased the mes^D7sage in her ch^Gimes ^CAll my childhood friends are ^Ggone,like the street where I was born And the ^Dtime that it has take^D7n doesn't see^Gm so long a^G7go They have f^Caded in the gloom like 'Sap Kel^Gly' from the Coombe Like the g^Dhost of dear ol^D7d Dublin in my te^Gars.

There wer^Ge times when jobs were few,there were hungry days we knew S^Come days so bad their ^Ammemory I've ^Dcursed An^Gd the prayer I said to God,there on board the Princess Maud That our^D children would resto^D7re the pride w^Ge lost ^CBut the past we all forsake ^Gwhile we're dancing at her wake And the ^Dheart of Dublin's dyi^D7ng,but no bo^Gdy seems to ^G7care, And the fo^Cols as they pass by,laugh to se^Ge an old man cry But I c^Dan't forget old^D7 Dublin in my t^Gears

Gather ro^Gund brave men and true, though our numbers may be few A^Cnd we'll drink a toast before I ^Amcross the foam ^D Fo^Gr soon in London's dark domain,I'll recall how I became No more ^Da stranger there, tha^D7n here at home^{G C}But the liffey flows along a^Gnd I listen for her song And the ^Dvoice of young James ^D7Larkin seems to ech^Go in my ea^G7rs But its ju^Cst the rafters ring,to it's req^Guiem I'll sing Far^Dewell to dear o^D7ld Dublin in^G my tears, D D7 C G...... Farewell to dear old Dublin in my tears ..