Ghost Mice

Ireland(Chords)

Ghost Mice

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               C                             G        Am 
It seemed like everything we heard and hoped might be true 
         C                                      Am  F 
We got a ride right away and she took us to the dunes 

    Am        G           C  
And we fell asleep to the sounds of a carnival 
       Am      G                C 
From a village further down the beach 
   Am               G            C           Am 
We woke up the next morning on a bed of tiny flowers, 
           C                G                C 
Packed the tent and went to get somethin' to eat 

            Am                               C 
We bought a cheap jar of peanut butter and a loaf of fresh white bread, 
        Am                                    F                   G 
We made sandwiches on the beach; life doesn't get any better than this 


   C                               G              Am 
We walked in for free to the first castle that we found 
       C                        G            Am F 
It was empty, it was late, it became our campground 
       Am        G           C           F 
And we spotted a tent and we met another camper 
       Am      G       C 
And he told us his sad story-- 
     Am          G           C            F             Am      G      C 
Well he had been dumped by a girl that he loved, but he told us not to worry 


        Am                                      C 
You can camp anywhere, no one's gonna care; why would they? 
          Am  
'It's not like this at home,' we told him, 'you know' 
             F             G 
He said your home's so far away 


C                                 G        Am 
We went west all the way 'til the land ran out 
         C                        G                Am  F 
We slept at an empty house in the middle of a tiny town 
         Am       G              C               F        Am      G               C 
We met a man at a crossroads who said it was his dream to someday come to Bloomington 
Am                G             C           F              Am          G          C 
We thought it was funny because for you and me, it was our dream to be here in Ireland 


Am 
He was a big fan of John Melloncamp;  
   C 
we told him everything we knew about him 
   Am 
We invited him to come and stay at our house;  
        F                         G 
when we got to our stop he didn't want us to get out 
              C                                   F  Am 


We stayed the night at the house of a guy from Albany 
       C                                        Am F 
He was glad to meet Americans; he made us spaghetti 


    Am       G       C             F             Am         G           C 
And we met a man who said he was a doctor and he took us on some of his house calls 
   Am            G                 C         F   
He taught us the best way to get a donkey to come to you  
          Am           C            F 
is not to pay them any attention at all 


      Am                                              C 
And I crawled to the edge and peeked over my head and looked down to the sea 
       Am                                       F                  G 
It was two thousand feet to the water below; it looked so blue, it looked so deep 


          C            F                Am          C 
And don't ever let 'em tell you that it rains in Ireland 
C                     F               G                  C 
Well if they tell you that you can be sure they've never been 
           C             F               Am               C 
'Cause the sun is always shinin' and the hills are always green 
        C                 F           G            C 
And the people are always smilin' and offerin' you drinks 


G - Am - G 

     C                                          Am 
We'd set up our tent on the cliffs right by the sea 
       C                                      Am  F 
Almost every night and the waves rocked us to sleep 


  Am           G             C           F 
A postman from Wales and his friend from England 
          Am           G           C 
Bought us fries at the westernmost pub 
Am          G            C           F 
We sat with them and two others we'd met 
           Am          G           C 
And we all watched the postman get drunk 


       Am                                 C 
And at first the Burren might seem like a waste land of broken stones 
Am                                          F                 G 
Look in the cracks and you'll see there's a secret there that grows 
    C                  G                Am 
And Galway City really feels a lot like home 
       C            G                Am F 
We went through Connemara and up to Sligo 


    Am            G                  C   F 
And at the Slieve League we couldn't see anything; 
      Am        G              C 
We decided that we should turn back 
    Am          G             C                 F 
The mist was so thick that we couldn't find our feet 
        Am               G         C 
And the trail was called Deadman's Pass 


Am                                                 C 
On one side it was three thousand feet down to the ocean 
Am 
The other was two thousand feet to the ground 
    F                   G 
And anyway our time was running out 


    C                         G           Am 
And we crossed the country in less than a day 
    C                   G                 Am   F 
Our last ride to Dublin asked us the same things 


     Am          G       C        F 
They asked if we had any kin from Ireland; 
          Am             G       C 
They were surprised when we said no 
       Am            G                C              F 
When I said I didn't drink and hadn't tried Guinness yet 
              Am            G            C 
They were the first ones to say, 'way to go' 


    Am                           C 
And as our ferry was leaving the Emerald Isle behind 
        Am                       F                G 
We were already making our plans to come back sometime 


         C             F                Am          C 
And don't ever let 'em tell you that it rains in Ireland 
     C                F               G                  C 
Well if they tell you that you can be sure they've never been 
           C             F               Am               C 
'Cause the sun is always shinin' and the hills are always green 
    C                 F           G            C 
And people are always smilin' and offerin' you drinks
	        

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