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Erins Lovely Home by Karan Casey Erins Lovely Home Tuning: E A D G B E Capo: 2nd fret [Intro] G [Verse] C G C D G Come, all ye sons of Paddy's land and listen unto me D C G D 'Til I relate of the hardships great, a-crossing o'er the sea G C G Em For the want of bread, ten thousands fled, so far across the foam G C G Am D G And left the land where they were born, called Erin's lovely home [Verse] C G C D G Black forty-seven I'll never forget, when the fever it stalked the land D C G D And the famine without mercy, it stretched forth its dreadful hand G C G Em There's many's the child in cold death lay, their parents they did mourn G C G Am D G While landlord's agents pulled down our roofs, in Erin's lovely home [Verse] C G C D G My father was a farming man, reared to industry D C G D He had two sons, they were men strong, and lovely daughters three G C G Em Our farm was too small to feed us all, so some of us had to roam G C G Am D G With sisters two, I bid adieu, to Erin's lovely home [Verse] C G C D G My father sold the second cow, he borrowed twenty pounds D C G D And in the merry month of May, we sailed from Sligo town G C G Em There were thousands more left upon the shore, all anxious for to roam G C G Am D C And leave the land where they were born, called Erin's lovely home [Instrumental] Em G Em G Am G D G C [Verse] G C G C D G We were scarcely seven days at sea, when the fever it plagued our crew D C G D They were falling like the autumn leaves, bidding friends and life adieu G C G Em Now the raging waves sweep o'er their graves amidst the ocean foam G C G Am D G Their friends may mourn, but they'll never return, to Erin's lovely home [Verse] C G C D G My loving sisters, they both took ill, their lives they were taken away D C G D And oh, it grieves my heart full sore, to cast them in the sea G C G Em Down in the deep now they do sleep, they never more will roam G C G Am D G In heaven I'll meet with my sisters sweet, from Erin's lovely home [Verse] C G C D G I'm in the land of liberty, where plenty it does abound D C G D Where the labouring man gets full reward, for the tilling of his ground G C G Em There's naught I can see that can comfort me, as an exile I must roam G C G Am D G And end my days far, far away, from Erin's lovely home ---------