Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
D G D A D
G D G A G D A
[Verse]
G D A
One fine winter's morn my horn I did blow
D
To the green fields of Keady for hours we did go
G D G
We gathered our dogs and we circled around
A D A
For none loves this sport better than the boys in the dell
[Verse]
G D A
And when we arrived they were all standing there
D
We set off for the fields, boys, in search of a hare
G D G
We didn't get far till someone gave the cheer
A D A
Over high hills and valleys this sweet puss did steer
[Verse]
G D A
As we flew o'er the hills, 'twas a beautiful sight
D
There was dogs black and yellow, there was dogs black and white
G D G
As she took the black bank for to try them once more
A D A
Oh, it was her last look o'er the hills of Greenmore
[Instrumental]
G D A D
G D G A G D A
[Verse]
G D A
In the field of wheat stubble this pussy did lie
D
And Rory and Charmer they did pass her by
G D G
And there well we stood at the top of the brae
A D A
We heard the last words that this sweet puss did say
[Verse]
G D A
"No more o'er the green fields of Keady I'll roam
D
Nor trip through the fields, boys, in sport and in fun
G D G
Or hear the long horn that Joe Turner does play
A D A
I'll go home to my den by the clear light of day"
[Verse]
G D A
You may blame old McMahon for killing the hare
D
For he's at his old capers this many's a year
G D G
On Saturday and Sunday he never gives o'er
A D A
With a pack of strange dogs round the hills of Greenmore
[Outro]
G D A D
G D G A G D A
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