{t:The Galway Shawl}
{artist:Trad.}

At Oranm[D]ore in the county [F#m]Galway
One pleasant [Bm]evening in the [Em]month of [G]May
I [D]spied a damsel, she was young and [F#m]handsome
Her beauty [Bm]fairly [G]took my [A]breath aw[D]ay


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She wore no [D]jewels, nor costly [F#m]diamonds
No paint nor [Bm]powder, no [Em]none at [G]all
But she wore a [D]bonnet with ribbons [F#m]on it
And around her [Bm]shoulders [G]  was the [A]Galway [D]shawl
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We started [D]walking, she started [F#m]talking
'Till her fathers [Bm]cottage came [Em]in to [G]view
She said "Come [D]in sir and meet me [F#m]father
And play to [Bm]please him,[G] The [A]Foggy [D]Dew"

She sat me [D]down beside the [F#m]hearth stone
I could see her [Bm]father he was [Em]six feet [G]tall
And soon her [D]mother had the kettle [F#m]singing
All I could [Bm]think of  [G] was the [A]Galway [D]shawl


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She wore no [D]jewels, nor costly [F#m]diamonds
No paint nor [Bm]powder, no [Em]none at [G]all
But she wore a [D]bonnet with ribbons [F#m]on it
And around her [Bm]shoulders [G]  was the [A]Galway [D]shawl
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I played "The [D]Black Bird", "The Stack of [F#m]Barley"
"Rodney's [Bm]Glory" and "The [Em]Foggy [G]Dew"
She sang each [D]note like an Irish [F#m]linnet
And tears [Bm]welled  [G] in her [A]eyes of [D]blue

'Twas early, ea[D]rly all in the morn[F#m]ing
I hit the [Bm]road for old [Em]Doneg[G]al
She said "Good[D]bye sir", she cried and [F#m]kissed me
But my heart rem[Bm]ains  [G] with the [A]Galway [D]shawl


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She wore no [D]jewels, nor costly [F#m]diamonds
No paint nor [Bm]powder, no [Em]none at [G]all
But she wore a [D]bonnet with ribbons [F#m]on it
And around her [Bm]shoulders [G]  was the [A]Galway [D]shawl

She wore no [D]jewels, nor costly [F#m]diamonds
No paint nor [Bm]powder, no [Em]none at [G]all
But she wore a [D]bonnet with ribbons [F#m]on it
And around her [Bm]shoulders [G]  was the [A]Galway [D]shawl
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