D# G# D# Cm D# G# A# D# D# G# The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks D# G# Cm There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks A# D# G# You sang me a song as pure as the breeze D# G# A# on a road leading up Glenaveigh D# G# I sat for a while at the cross at Finnoe D# G# Cm Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom A# D# G# Heard the men coming home from the fair at Shinrone D# G# A# D# Their hearts in Tipperary wherever they go D# G# A# Take my hand, and dry your tears babe D# G# A# Take my hand, forget your fears babe D# G# A# Thereʼs no pain, thereʼs no more sorrow D# G# A# Theyʼre all gone, gone in the years babe I sat for a while by the gap in the wall Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called And a fiddle playing Sean Dun na nGall And the next time I see you weʼll be down at the Greeks Thereʼll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks For itʼs stupid to laugh and itʼs useless to bawl About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball D# G# A# So I walked as the day was dawning D# G# A# Where small birds sang and leaves were falling D# G# A# Where we once watched the row boats landing D# G# A# D# By the broad majestic Shannon D# G# D# Cm D# G# A# D#
