Tim O'Brien - Irelands green shore

^EmOne evening for pleasure I ^Drambled On the ^Bmbanks of some cold ^Dpurling ^Emstream ^EmI set down on a bed of prim^Droses And I g^Bmently fell int^Do a ^Emdream ^EmI dreamt that I saw a fair female Her equal I never saw ^Bmbefore And I ^Emsighed for the laws of our ^Dcountry As we s^Bmtray there on Ire^Dland’s green ^Emshore

^EmHer cheeks were like two bloomin’ ^Droses Her ^Bmteeth were like ^Divory so ^Emwhite ^EmHer eyes shone like two sparkling ^Ddiamonds Or the ^Bmstars on some cold ^Dfrosty ^Emnight ^EmShe was dressed in the richest attire And green was the mantle she ^Bmwore All bound ^Emdown with the hemlocks and the ^Droses As we ^Bmstray there on Ire^Dland’s green ^Emshore

^EmTransgression of joy I ^Dawoken I ^Bmfound this was ^Donly a ^Emdream ^EmThat pretty fair female had ^Dfled me I ^Bmlonged to be ^Dslumbering ^Emagain ^EmMay the heavens above be her guardian Though I know I’ll never see her any^Bmmore May the ^Emgoldest sunbeam shine upon ^Dher As she ^Bmlies sleeping on Ire^Dland’s green ^Emshore

^EmOne evening for pleasure I ^Drambled On the ^Bmbanks of some cold ^Dpurling ^Emstream ^EmI set down on a bed of prim^Droses And I g^Bmently fell ^Dinto a ^Emdream