Runrig - Eirinn (Ireland)

A very nice song that sings about the troubles of Ireland in the later parts of the 20th century

I'm pretty sure these are correct.
I prefer to finger pick this and strum the chorus, but listen to the song to find the bast way.

Standard Tuning

Intro: C, C/B, Am, F, Am, G, F

C (x32010@1)      C/B (x2555x@1)        Am (x02210@1)         FWhat (133211@1)makes me walk through Ireland's shrines
     Am (x02210@1)     G (320003@1)      CAnd (x32010@1)Ireland's holy shores
   C (x32010@1)   C/B (x2555x@1)   Am (x02210@1)    FTo (133211@1)see a country crucified
     Am (x02210@1)   G (320003@1)         CYour (x32010@1)beauty crowned in thorns
    C (x32010@1)  C/B (x2555x@1)      Am (x02210@1)      FAnd (133211@1)as I watch that wondrous cross
            Dm (xx0231@1)          G/D (4x3121@7)      GThat's (320003@1)been hewn down and severed in two
        C (x32010@1)       AmThere's (x02210@1)something here
      F (133211@1)      AmThat (x02210@1)draws me near
    F (133211@1)      G (320003@1)      CTo (x32010@1)wear the green for you

C, G, Am, F, C, G, C

C (x32010@1)     C/B (x2555x@1)       Am (x02210@1)      FTo (133211@1)see you there blood brother Gael
     Am (x02210@1)      G (320003@1)      CThe (x32010@1)face, the tongue my own
     C (x32010@1)    C/B (x2555x@1) Am (x02210@1)     FMany (133211@1)places in my own country
          Am (x02210@1)         G (320003@1)     CCould (x32010@1)not make me feel more at home
C (x32010@1)          C/B (x2555x@1) Am (x02210@1)          FLaughter (133211@1)and music through the night
     Dm (xx0231@1)    G/D (4x3121@7)   GYour (320003@1)freedom in the dark
   C (x32010@1)    Am (x02210@1)      F (133211@1)     AmTonight (x02210@1)I swear I'd gladly wear
     F (133211@1)       G (320003@1)    CThe (x32010@1)green next to my heart



C (x32010@1)  G (320003@1)Am (x02210@1)      F (133211@1)C (x32010@1)  G (320003@1) CE---irinn (x32010@1)           E----irinn



From the long and rolling Antrim hills
Through the wilds of Donegal
The songs of history are sung
Every stone on every wall
But here in our land how can we stand
And wash our hands of shame
When the sins of generations fall
Across the green like rain

Here one world window opens wide
And demons they show face
Some of your men have taken seeds of truth
And planted fields of hate
This way has never won a war
And I fear that when the harvest comes
You'll see your freedom fall on stoney ground
And the green overgrown

[Chorus]

Enjoy!