Ireland Chords

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Ireland by Ghost Mice is a moderately challenging guitar song played in the key of F. It uses the chords C, G, Am and F. Use the transpose and diagram tools on this page to change the key, see each shape, or simplify the chords.

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               C                             G        Am 
It seemed like everything we heard and hoped might be true 
         C                                      Am  F 
We got a ride right away and she took us to the dunes 

    Am        G           C  
And we fell asleep to the sounds of a carnival 
       Am      G                C 
From a village further down the beach 
   Am               G            C           Am 
We woke up the next morning on a bed of tiny flowers, 
           C                G                C 
Packed the tent and went to get somethin' to eat 

            Am                               C 
We bought a cheap jar of peanut butter and a loaf of fresh white bread, 
        Am                                    F                   G 
We made sandwiches on the beach; life doesn't get any better than this 


   C                               G              Am 
We walked in for free to the first castle that we found 
       C                        G            Am F 
It was empty, it was late, it became our campground 
       Am        G           C           F 
And we spotted a tent and we met another camper 
       Am      G       C 
And he told us his sad story-- 
     Am          G           C            F             Am      G      C 
Well he had been dumped by a girl that he loved, but he told us not to worry 


        Am                                      C 
You can camp anywhere, no one's gonna care; why would they? 
          Am  
"It's not like this at home," we told him, "you know" 
             F             G 
He said your home's so far away 


C                                 G        Am 
We went west all the way 'til the land ran out 
         C                        G                Am  F 
We slept at an empty house in the middle of a tiny town 
         Am       G              C               F        Am      G               C 
We met a man at a crossroads who said it was his dream to someday come to Bloomington 
Am                G             C           F              Am          G          C 
We thought it was funny because for you and me, it was our dream to be here in Ireland 


Am 
He was a big fan of John Melloncamp;  
   C 
we told him everything we knew about him 
   Am 
We invited him to come and stay at our house;  
        F                         G 
when we got to our stop he didn't want us to get out 
              C                                   F  Am 


We stayed the night at the house of a guy from Albany 
       C                                        Am F 
He was glad to meet Americans; he made us spaghetti 


    Am       G       C             F             Am         G           C 
And we met a man who said he was a doctor and he took us on some of his house calls 
   Am            G                 C         F   
He taught us the best way to get a donkey to come to you  
          Am           C            F 
is not to pay them any attention at all 


      Am                                              C 
And I crawled to the edge and peeked over my head and looked down to the sea 
       Am                                       F                  G 
It was two thousand feet to the water below; it looked so blue, it looked so deep 


          C            F                Am          C 
And don't ever let 'em tell you that it rains in Ireland 
C                     F               G                  C 
Well if they tell you that you can be sure they've never been 
           C             F               Am               C 
'Cause the sun is always shinin' and the hills are always green 
        C                 F           G            C 
And the people are always smilin' and offerin' you drinks 


G - Am - G 

     C                                          Am 
We'd set up our tent on the cliffs right by the sea 
       C                                      Am  F 
Almost every night and the waves rocked us to sleep 


  Am           G             C           F 
A postman from Wales and his friend from England 
          Am           G           C 
Bought us fries at the westernmost pub 
Am          G            C           F 
We sat with them and two others we'd met 
           Am          G           C 
And we all watched the postman get drunk 


       Am                                 C 
And at first the Burren might seem like a waste land of broken stones 
Am                                          F                 G 
Look in the cracks and you'll see there's a secret there that grows 
    C                  G                Am 
And Galway City really feels a lot like home 
       C            G                Am F 
We went through Connemara and up to Sligo 


    Am            G                  C   F 
And at the Slieve League we couldn't see anything; 
      Am        G              C 
We decided that we should turn back 
    Am          G             C                 F 
The mist was so thick that we couldn't find our feet 
        Am               G         C 
And the trail was called Deadman's Pass 


Am                                                 C 
On one side it was three thousand feet down to the ocean 
Am 
The other was two thousand feet to the ground 
    F                   G 
And anyway our time was running out 


    C                         G           Am 
And we crossed the country in less than a day 
    C                   G                 Am   F 
Our last ride to Dublin asked us the same things 


     Am          G       C        F 
They asked if we had any kin from Ireland; 
          Am             G       C 
They were surprised when we said no 
       Am            G                C              F 
When I said I didn't drink and hadn't tried Guinness yet 
              Am            G            C 
They were the first ones to say, "way to go" 


    Am                           C 
And as our ferry was leaving the Emerald Isle behind 
        Am                       F                G 
We were already making our plans to come back sometime 


         C             F                Am          C 
And don't ever let 'em tell you that it rains in Ireland 
     C                F               G                  C 
Well if they tell you that you can be sure they've never been 
           C             F               Am               C 
'Cause the sun is always shinin' and the hills are always green 
    C                 F           G            C 
And people are always smilin' and offerin' you drinks 
    	

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