Tom Russell - The rose of roscrae

Come all ye homesick fools and ^Cdrifters^G The hour has ^Emcome to sing the ^Dtruth There's a ^Gtime for sober intro^Cspection^G A time to ^Emcut the ^Dwild dog ^Gloose

Now I've got roaming dispo^Csition^G A wandering ^Emeye and a raging ^Dthirst It's driven ^Gme to the furthest ^Creaches^G To escape ^Emfirst love and ^Dall the ^Ghurt

Now I can ^Csee a map of ^EmIreland In the dregs of ^Cbitters in this empty ^Amglass ^D And I can ^Gfeel her ^D/F#breast a^Emgainst me The ^Crose of ^GRoscrae, wild Irish ^Dlass ^GI can ^Cfeel her father's ^Emfist now As he ^Gknocks me '^Ccross that stable ^Amfloor ^D And I left my ^Gblood and ^D/F#tears be^Emhind me As I ^Cwalked all ^Gnight from Ros^Dcrae to Temple^Gmore

We sailed away and went half ^Ccrazy^G On the last fron^Emtiers of the western ^Dstates Haunted ^Gby hearts left beh^Cind us^G Like the sweet young ^Emrose of ^Dold Ros^Gcrae

There's nothing for it, lads, but to sing the ^Cold songs^G 'Carrick^Emfergus To Raglan ^DRoad' So raise your ^Gharps and lift your ^Cglasses^G Sing up those ^Emlips, we'll ^Dkiss no ^Gmore

Now I can ^Csee a map of ^EmIreland In the dregs of ^Cbitters in this empty ^Amglass ^D And I can ^Gfeel her ^D/F#breast a^Emgainst me The ^Crose of ^GRoscrae, wild Irish ^Dlass And ^GI can ^Cfeel her father's ^Emfist now As he ^Gknocks me '^Ccross that stable ^Amfloor ^D And I left my ^Gblood and ^D/F#tears be^Emhind me As I ^Cwalked all ^Gnight from Ros^Dcrae to Temple^Gmore I ^Cwalked all ^Gnight from Ros^Dcrae to Temple^Gmore