Sean South of Garryowen



G (320003@1)                               C (x32010@1)       D (xx0232@1)        GIt (320003@1)was on a dreary new year's eve as the shades of night came down,
                 C (x32010@1)   G (320003@1)        Em (022000@1)   C (x32010@1)    D (xx0232@1)
A lorry load of volunteers approched the border town,
          G (320003@1)             C (x32010@1)      G (320003@1)  Em (022000@1)      C (x32010@1)   DThere (xx0232@1)was men from Dublin and from Cork,Fermanagh and Tyrone,
           G (320003@1)                      C (x32010@1)             D (xx0232@1)  GAnd (320003@1)their leader was a Limerick man Sean South from Garryowen

G (320003@1)                                    C (x32010@1)      D (xx0232@1)   GAnd (320003@1)as they moved along the streets up to the barrack door,
                        C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)       Em (022000@1)      C (x32010@1)    DThey (xx0232@1)scorned the danger they might face,the fate that lay in store,
          G (320003@1)              C (x32010@1)  G (320003@1)  Em (022000@1)         C (x32010@1)   DThey (xx0232@1)were fighting for old Ireland,to claim their very own,
         G (320003@1)                                  C (x32010@1)    D (xx0232@1)  GAnd (320003@1)the foremost of that gallant band was South from Garryowen.

G (320003@1)                                         C (x32010@1)        D (xx0232@1)         GBut (320003@1)the sergent foiled their daring plan,he spied them through the door,
                           C (x32010@1)      G (320003@1)     Em (022000@1)   C (x32010@1)DThen (xx0232@1)the Sten guns and the rifles a hail of death did pour,
      G (320003@1)           C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)     Em (022000@1)         C (x32010@1)    DAnd (xx0232@1)when that auful night was past,two men lay as cold as stone,
          G (320003@1)                          C (x32010@1)      D (xx0232@1)   GThere (320003@1)was one from near the border,and one from Garryowen.

G (320003@1)                                          C (x32010@1)      D (xx0232@1)     GNo (320003@1)more he'll hear the seagull cry o're the murmuring Shannon tide,
                      C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)  Em (022000@1)       C (x32010@1)G (320003@1) DFor (xx0232@1)he fell beneath a Northern sky,brave Hanlon by his side,
          G (320003@1)               C (x32010@1)     G (320003@1)     Em (022000@1)     C (x32010@1)        DThey (xx0232@1)have gone to join that gallant band of Plunkett Pearse and Tone,
  G (320003@1)                         C (x32010@1)        D (xx0232@1)  GA (320003@1)martyr for old Ireland,Sean South from Garryowen