The Wind That Shakes The Corn(Chords)

	        
 C               F 
I sat within the valley green 
  G                C 
I sat with my true love  
                   F          C 
My sad heart had to choose between  
                   F 
Old Ireland and my love  
  C                 F      C 
I looked at her and then I thought  
                F 
How Ireland was torn 
     C                   F  
While soft the wind blew down the glen  
    G                C 
And shook the golden corn 

T'was hard the woeful words to bring  
To break the ties that bound  
But harder still to bear the shame  
Of English chains around  
And so I said, the mountain glen  
I'll seek in early morn  
And join the brave united men  
While soft wind shook the corn 

While sad I kissed away her tears  
My fond arms round her clung  
A British shot burst in our ears  
From out of the wild woods round  
One bullet pierced my true love's side  
A rose pierced by a thorn  
And in my arms in blood she died  
While soft wind shook the corn 

So blood for blood without remorse  
I've taken in the glen  
I placed my true love's clayful corpse  
I joined true Irish men  
But around her grave I wander drear  
Sometimes in early morn  
And with breaking heart sometimes I hear  
The wind that shakes the corn
	        

Written by Traditional