{t:The Evictions}
{st:Goats Don't Shave}


[G]My name it is Sweeney, a father of two sons I [Bm]am,
A [D]cottier tenant, like many a true mountain [G]man,
[G]My wife fell to famine and my heart will never re[Bm]pair,
But [D]worse was to come in the f[C]orm of a John George [G]Adair.


[G]The news in the valley, a stranger had bought up [Bm]land,
Soon [D]twenty eight thousand acres he would co[G]mmand,
[G]But we were to learn that the blood in his body ran [Bm]cold,
For the [D]suffering of the poor[C] was John Adair's [G]goal.


[Chorus]
The [Em]hills and the [C]mountains know your [G]name,
The [Em]deer even [C]hang their heads in [G]shame,
And [Em]even the [C]longest winter's [G]rain,
Can't wash [Em]away all the [C]suffering and [G]pain,
Of the [C]Evictions at [D]Derry[G]veagh.

[G]Em  [G]D   [G]C   [C]G   D
[G]Em  [G]D   [G]C   [C]G   D
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You [G]swore on us lies, you had us arrested and [Bm]jailed
For the [D]murder of Murray your agent, but justice prev[G]ailed
But [G]vengeance was feasting inside of your cold Scottish [Bm]heart
So, the [D]notice was given, the [C]people and land they must [G]part


One [G]morning in April, eighteen sixty [Bm]one
[D]Two hundred soldiers, their bayonets shone in the [G]sun
[G]Led by the sheriff they marched with the Crowbar [Bm]brigade
And a [D]widow, six daughters, a [C]son, first homeless were [G]made


[Chorus]
The [Em]hills and the [C]mountains know your [G]name,
The [Em]deer even [C]hang their heads in [G]shame,
And [Em]even the [C]longest winter's [G]rain,
Can't wash [Em]away all the [C]suffering and [G]pain,
Of the [C]Evictions at [D]Derry[G]veagh.

[G]Em  [G]D   [G]C   [C]G   D
[G]Em  [G]D   [G]C   [C]G   D
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Two [G]hundred and forty-four people made homeless that [Bm]day
While [D]John Adair's castle was planned for the shores of Lough [G]Veagh
[G]Some to the poorhouse, some to Australia's [Bm]shore
But [D]all said goodbye to a [C]homeland they'd see never [G]more


[Chorus]
The [Em]hills and the [C]mountains know your [G]name,
The [Em]deer even [C]hang their heads in [G]shame,
And [Em]even the [C]longest winter's [G]rain,
Can't wash [Em]away all the [C]suffering and [G]pain,
Of the [C]Evictions at [D]Derry[G]veagh.

[G]Em  [G]D   [G]C   [C]G   D
[G]Em  [G]D   [G]C   [C]G   D
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