The Willows - Shores INTRO: G C

There ^Gwas a young man from Ireland Who ^Csailed across the sea He ^Gleft his family in Dublin Could ^Cnot afford to set them free

He ^Gcrossed the great ocean ^CTo America He ^Ghoped his fortunes would change One ^Cday he would return

CHORUS:

^EmLanding on the ^Cshores of A^Gmerica He was ^Embound to make some ^Cmoney, someh^Gow

Picked up a job for the railways

^CLaying track as far as you can see The ^Gpay was small, but he saved it all To ^Cstay in this great country

CHORUS:

^EmLanding on the ^Cshores of A^Gmerica He was ^Embound to make some ^Cmoney, someh^Gow ^EmLanding on the ^Cshores of A^Gmerica Well, he ^Emsure as hell made ^Cmoney, someh^Gow

INSTRUMENTAL: Em C G Em C G He has a wife and three children

They are scared to ^Cdeath ^GNo idea if he'll return ^CPray for him every day

He ^Gsent home four tickets For his ^Cwife and his three young kids He ^Gwrote in a note, to get on a boat And ^Cjoin in a land of the free

CHORUS:

^EmLanding on the ^Cshores of A^Gmerica He was ^Embound to make some ^Cmoney, someh^Gow ^EmLanding on the ^Cshores of A^Gmerica Well, he ^Emsure as hell made ^Cmoney, someh^Gow

CHORUS:

^EmLanding on the ^Cshores of A^Gmerica He was ^Embound to make some ^Cmoney, someh^Gow ^EmLanding on the ^Cshores of A^Gmerica Well, he ^Emsure as hell made ^Cmoney, someh^Gow