Troubles Of Erin

G C F C Oh remember when civil rights marches G were battered with clubs to the ground F G C and the very first squaddie to lay down his body F G and part with his soul for the crown CHORUS (after every verse) G C F C May the troubles of Erin be over G May the bauble of peace be preserved F G C May the white dove inspire the children of Ireland F G peace is the least they deserve (ON LAST CHORUS) G C F C And remember that old bloody Sunday G when troops opened fire on the crowd F G C and the people of Derry! they came round to bury F G their loved ones and paid for the shroud G C F C And the tragedy of Eniskilin G the bomb broke the heart of the town F G C and an elderly man who held out his hand F G to the killer who cut his girl down G C F C And the boys in the bar room at Poyntzpass G were friends who could see no divide F G C A cold heinous crime cut them in their prime F G Their blood was as one where they died G C F C Oh, the prisons are filled with their numbers G The angry, the anguished, the shamed F G C but the wire must come down! in each county and town F G for the ghosts of the past to be lain G C F C So let's pray for the day of forgiveness G when weeping and wailing must cease F G C and may love reconcile all of Erin's green isle F G May the living and dead rest in peace