The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks
There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
LA RE SOLYou sang me a song as pure as the breeze
RE SOL LAon a road leading up Glenaveigh
I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe
RE SOL SImWhere young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom
LA RE SOLHeard the men coming home from the fair at Shinrone
Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go
RE SOL LATake my hand, and dry your tears babe
RE SOL LATake my hand, forget your fears babe
There's no pain, there's no more sorrow
RE SOL LAThey're all gone, gone in the years babe
I sat for a while by the gap in the wall
Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called
And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall
And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks
There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl
About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball
RE SOL LA
So I walked as the day was dawning
RE SOL LAWhere small birds sang and leaves were falling
Where we once watched the row boats landing
RE SOL LA REBy the broad majestic Shannon
RE SOL RE SIm RE SOL LA RE
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