Исполнитель: | Irish Folk (English) |
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Длительность: | 130 секунд |
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The Green Glens Of Antrim
CAPO 3
C C7 F C
Far across yonder blue lies a true fairy land
Am F G
With the sea rippling over the shingle and sand
C C7 F C
Where the gay honeysuckle is luring the bee
C Am G C
And the green glens of Antrim are calling to me
Chorus
Sure if only you knew how the light of the moon
turns a blue Irish lake to a silver lagoon
you'd imagine a picture of heaven it would be
where the green glens of Antrim are calling to me
Soon I hope to return to my own Cushendall
It's the one place for me That can outshine them all.
Sure I know every stone I'll recall every tree
Where the green glens of Antrim are calling to me
I would halt at a cabin close down by the shore
And I'd knock with my heart at that wee cabin door
While the sun showered gold in the lap of the sea
And the green glens of Antrim were smiling at me
Chorus
Now I'd be where the people are simple and so kind
And among them the one who has been on my mind
Sure I pray that the world would in peace let me be
Where the green glens of Antrim are heaven to me
Chorus