#———————————-PLEASE NOTE———————————#
#This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#——————————————————————————##
Received: from animal-farm.nevada.edu by redrock.nevada.edu (5.65c/M1.4)
with SMTP id ; Mon, 28 Jun 1993 06:09:00 -0700
Received: from sulu.orl.mmc.com by animal-farm.nevada.edu id ; Mon, 28 Jun 1993 06:08:48 -0700
Message-Id:
Received: by sulu.orl.mmc.com
(1.37.109.4/16.2) id AA19150; Mon, 28 Jun 93 09:07:58 -0400
From: Wes Jester
Subject: /IRISH/TheJollyPloughboy.crd
To: [email protected] ([email protected])
Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 9:07:58 EDT
Mailer: Elm [revision: 70.85]
—
The Merry Ploughboy
CAPO 2
C G7 C
I am a merry ploughboy, and I plow the fields by day,
G7 C
Till a sudden thought came to my mind, that I should run away,
G7 C
Now I’ve always hated slavery, since the day that I was born,
G7 C
So I’m off to join the IRA, and I’m off tomorrow morn.
(CHORUS:)
So, we’re off to Dublin, in the Green in the Green,
Where the helmets glisten in the sun,
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash,
To the echo of a Thompson gun.
Now I leave aside my old gray coat, and I leave aside my plough,
And I leave aside my horse and yoke, no more I’ll need them now.
And I’ll take my short revolver, and my bandolier of lead,
And live or die I can but try to avenge my countries dead.
CHO:
Now there’s one I leave behind me, she’s the coleen I adore,
And I wonder will she think of me, when she hears them cannons
roar,
Ah, but when the war is over, and when dear old Ireland’s free,
I will take her to the church to wed, and a rebels wife she’ll
be.
CHO: