Traditional Irish

The Sea Around Us(Ukulele chords)

Traditional Irish

Key: D

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verse 1: 
     D                       A                           
They say that the lakes of Killarney are fair 
                                   G       A                     
That no stream like the Liffey can ever compare, 
        D                           A                            
If it's water you want, you'll find nothing more rare 
                         G       A   D 
Than the stuff they make down by the ocean. 

D G D The sea, oh the sea is the gradh geal mo croide* A G A Long may it roam between England and me D A It's a sure guarantee that some hour we'll be free G A D Oh, thank God we're surrounded by water.
verse 2: D A Tom Moore made his 'Waters' meet fame and renown G A A great lover of anything dressed in a crown D A In brandy the bandy old Saxon he'd drown G A D But throw ne'er a one in the ocean.
D G D The sea, oh the sea is the gradh geal mo croide* A G A Long may it roam between England and me D A It's a sure guarantee that some hour we'll be free G A D Oh, thank God we're surrounded by water.
verse 3: D A The Scots have their Whisky, the Welch have their speech G A And their poets are paid about tenpence a week D A Provided no hard words on England they speak G A D Oh Lord, what a price for devotion.
D G D The sea, oh the sea is the gradh geal mo croide* A G A Long may it roam between England and me D A It's a sure guarantee that some hour we'll be free G A D Oh, thank God we're surrounded by water.
verse 4: D A The Danes came to Ireland with nothing to do G A But dream of the plundered old Irish they slew, D A 'Yeh will in yer vikings' said Brian Boru G A D And threw them back into the ocean.
D G D The sea, oh the sea is the gradh geal mo croide* A G A Long may it roam between England and me D A It's a sure guarantee that some hour we'll be free G A D Oh, thank God we're surrounded by water.
VERSE 5: D A Two foreign old monarchs in battle did join G A Each wanting his head on the back of a coin D A If the Irish had sense they'd drowned both in the Boyne G A D And partition thrown into the ocean.
D G D The sea, oh the sea is the gradh geal mo croide* A G A Long may it roam between England and me D A It's a sure guarantee that some hour we'll be free G A D Oh, thank God we're surrounded by water. A G A D Oh, thank God we're surrounded by water.

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