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Mick Ryans Lament chords

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[Verse]
C
Well my name is Mic Ryan, I’m lyin’ here still 
C                           G
In a lonely spot near where I was killed
     C
By a red man defending his native land, 
       C               G                   C
In the place that they call the Little Big Horn
      C
And I swear I did not see the irony 
       C                     G
when I rode with the Seventh Calvary
  C
I thought that we fought for the land of the free 
                          G            C
when we rode from Fort Lincoln that morning


[Chorus]
C
And the band they played the Garryowen, 
F
Brass was shining, flags a flowin’
  C        Em    Am    C
I swear if I had only known 
         C               G               C
I’d have wished that I’d died back in Vicksburg


[Verse]
       C
For my brother and me, we had barely escaped, 
         C                        G
from the Hell that was Ireland in ‘48
    C                            
Two angry young lads who had learned how to hate 
                 G            C
But we loved the idea of Amerikay
       C         
And we cursed our cousins who fought and bled 
                         G
in their bloody coats of bloody red
    C 
The sun never sets on the bloody dead 
                  G            C               
of those who have chosen an empire


[Chorus]
         C
But we’d find a better life somehow 
       F
in the land where no man has to bow
   C            Em          Am          C
It seemed right then and it seems right now 
     C         G           C
that Paddy he died for the union
  

[Verse]
        C
Ah, but Michael he somehow got turned around 
       C                        G 
He had stolen the dream that he thought he’d found.
      C
Now I never will see that holy ground 
      C            G            C
For I turned into something I hated


[Chorus]
        C
And I’m haunted by the Garryowen, 
F
Drums a beatin, bugles blowin’ 
  C        Em    Am   C
I swear if I had only known, 
    C           G              C
I’d lie with my brother in Vicksburg
        C
And the band they played the Garryowen, 
F
Brass was shinin’ flags a flowin’
  C        Em    Am    C
I swear if I had only known, 
    C           G               C
I’d lie with my brother in Vicksburg

            
            
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