The High Kings

Cavan Girl(Chords)

The High Kings

Key: C

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	        Intro 
C  G  C  G  F  G  C 
Am  G  F  C  F  C 

Verse 
N.C. C          G   C          G       F       G     C 
As I walked the road from Killeshandra, weary, I sat down 
                     G      Am        G   F                      G 
For it's twelve long miles around the lake to get to Cavan Town 
       C       G       Am     G   F 
Though Oughter and the road I go, once seemed beyond compare 
      C             G   C        G    F         G         C 
Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl, so fair 

Verse 
           G     C           G      F               G       C 
The Autumn shades are on the leaves, the trees will soon be bare 
             G     Am       G    F                        G 
Each redcoat leaf around me seems the colour of her hair 
   C      G         Am      G    F 
My gaze retreats, defies my feet, and once again I sigh 
       C      G       C     G     F           G      C 
As the broken pool of sky reminds, the colour of her eyes 

Instrumental 
C  G  C  G  F  C 

Verse 
             G    C            G       F          G      C 
At the Cavan cross each Sunday morning, where she can be found 
                 G        Am     G     F                  G 
And she seems to have the eye of every boy in Cavan Town 
     C          G          Am       G      F 
If my luck will hold, I'll have the golden summer of her smile 
       C         G     C         G   F               G   C 
And to break the hearts of Cavan men, she'll talk to me awhile 

Instrumental 
C  G  C  G  F  G  C 
Am  G  F  C  F  C  G 

Verse 
         C      G       C        G        F     G       C 
So, next Sunday evening finds me homeward, Killeshandra bound 
            G         Am  G       F                    G 
To work the week 'til I return to court in Cavan Town 
     C        G         Am    G     F 
When asked if she would be my bride, at least she'd not said 'No' 
        C      G      C             G   F            G         C 
So next Sunday morning I'll rouse myself and back to her, I'll go 

Instrumental 
C  G  C  G  F 

Verse 
    C           G   C          G       F       G     C 
As I walked the road from Killeshandra, weary, I sat down 
                     G      Am        G   F                      G 
For it's twelve long miles around the lake to get to Cavan Town 
       C       G       Am     G   F 
Though Oughter and the road I go, once seemed beyond compare 
      C         G       C        G    F         G         C 
Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl, so fair 
                G       C        G    F         G         C 
Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl, so fair
	        

Written by Thom Moore

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