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Intro G C D G D G C D G Verse 1: G C G I come from Paddy?s land; I?m a rake and ramblin? man C G A D Since I was young, I?ve had the urge to roam G C G So don?t you weep for me. When I?m sailing on the sea C D G For you won?t see me till I come rolling home C G Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea Em A D Back to me own con-ter-ree (country) G C A Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go D G So fill the sails and blow winds blow! Verse 2: G C G We sailed away from Cork; We were headed for New York C G A D I?d always dreamed the sailor?s life for me G C G But the days were hard and long; With no women, wine, or song C D G And it wasn?t quite the fun I?d thought ?twould be C G Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea Em A D Back to me own con-ter-ree (country) G C A Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go D G So fill the sails and blow winds blow! Verse 3: G C G We weren?t too long a-sail; When the wind became a gale C G A D Our boat was tossed and turned upon the foam G C G With waves like moutains high; Well I thought that I would die C D G I wished to God that I was rolling home C G Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea Em A D Back to me own con-ter-ree (country) G C A Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go D G So fill the sails and blow winds blow! Verse 4: A D A And when I reach the shore; I will go to sea no more D A B E There?s more to life than sailing ?round the Horn A D A Good luck to sailor men; When they?re headed out again D E A I wish them all safe harbor from the storm D A Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea F#m B E Back to me own con-ter-ree (country) A D B Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go E A So fill the sails and blow winds blow!
Verse 1:
C G Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea Em A D Back to me own con-ter-ree (country) G C A Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go D G So fill the sails and blow winds blow!
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D A Rolling home to Ireland, rolling home across the sea F#m B E Back to me own con-ter-ree (country) A D B Two thousand miles behind us and a thousand more to go E A So fill the sails and blow winds blow!
Written by George Millar
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