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Now he has shared another video on youtube for free. If you want the notation you can find it on his patreon.
{t:Paddy’s Green Shamrock Shore}
{st:Daoiri Farrell}
From [D]Derry quay we sailed a[G]way [D]
on the [C]twenty-[G/B]third of [D]May
We were [G]taken on [Am]board by a [D]pleasant crew,
bound [Am]for A[G]meri[C]kay
Fresh [G]water [Am]there we did [D]take on,
five [C]thou[G]sa[D]nd [G]gal[D]lons or [C]more
In [D]case we’d run short going to New [G]York
[D]far a[C]way from the [G]shamrock [D]shore.
So [D]fare thee well, sweet Liza [G]dear [D]
and like[C]wise unto [G/B]Derry [D]town
And [G]twice fare[Am]well to my [D]comrade boys
that [Am]dwell on that [G]sainted [Am]ground
If [G]fortune shall [Am]ever [D]favor me,
and [Am]I do have [G]money in [C]store
I’ll go [D]back and I’ll wed the wee lassie I left
on [C]Paddy’s green [G]shamrock [D]shore.
Oh at [D]six o'clock on that [D]morning fair
our [C]anchors [G/B]we did [D]weigh,
The [G]sun shone [Am]down on Ben[D]evassa’s rocks,
how [Am]splendid [G]he did [C]play,
And green [G]castles, [Am]ancient [D]fort and church,
oh it [Am]made my [G]heart so [C]sore,
But these [D]memorys still I will hold very dear
when I‘m a[C]way from the [G]Shamrock [D]Shore.
And then at [D]12 o'clock on that [D]evening fair
we [C]passed out [G/B]Malin [D]Head,
And then [G]Inishtra[Am]hull far [D]on to the right,
it [Am]rose of the [G]ocean [C]bed.
But a [G]grander [Am]sight we [D]all did see there,
that I [Am]never had [G]seen be[C]fore
It was the [D]sun going down between sea and sky,
far [C]out from the [G]Shamrock [D]Shore.
We sailed three weeks, we were all seasick,
not a man on board was free
We were all confined unto our bunks
and no-one to pity poor me.
No father dear nor mother kind
to lift up my head, which was sore
Which made me think more on the lassie I left
on Paddy’s green shamrock shore.
We safely reached the other side
after fifteen and twenty days,
We were taken as passengers by a man
and led round in six different ways,
Then each of us drank a parting glass,
in case we might meet no more
And we drank a health to old Ireland
and Paddy’s green shamrock shore.
