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The Wearing Of The Green ukulele

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The Wearing Of The Green chords
Anonymous Ballad 1798 / lyrics by Dion Boucicault

  C                               F
O Paddy dear, and did ye hear the news that's goin' round?
    F                     C      F             C
The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground!
No more Saint Patrick's Day we'll keep, his color can't be seen,
    F               C             F              C
for there's a cruel law ag'in the Wearin' o' the Green."

  C                             F
I met with Napper Tandy, and he took me by the hand,
       F                     C            F            C
and he said, "How's poor old Ireland, and how does she stand?"
"She's the most distressful country that ever yet was seen,
            F               C                   F              C
for they're hanging men and women there for the Wearin' o' the Green."

    C                            F
"So if the color we must wear be England's cruel red,
F                C                 F             C
let it remind us of the blood that Irishmen have shed
And pull the shamrock from your hat, and throw it on the sod,
    F                  C                       F              C
but never fear, 'twill take root there, though underfoot 'tis trod.

     C                                      F
When laws can stop the blades of grass from growin' as they grow,
    F                  C                 F              C
and when the leaves in summer-time their color dare not show
Then I will change the color too I wear in my caubeen,
    F                     C                      F              C
but till that day, please God, I'll stick to the Wearin' o' the Green.



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