Tablature young ned of the hill - The Pogues

          



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  From: t89par@albireo.tdb.uu.se (Par Svensson)

  

  THE POGUES - "Young Ned Of The Hill"

  

  Comments, corrections etc. welcome.

  

  Par Svensson, t89par@tdb.uu.se

  

  

  Riff #1:

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  Riff #2:

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  Play it: #1 #1 #2 #1 #1 #2 etc.

  

  

  

  Have you ever walked the lonesome hills

  And heard the curlews cry

  And seen the raven black as night

  Upon the windswept sky

  To walk the purple heather

  And hear the westwind cry

  To know that's where the rapparee must die

  

  Since Cromwell pushed us westward

  To live our lowly lives

  There's some of us have deemed to fight

  From Tipperary mountains high

  Noble men with wills of iron

  Who are not afraid to die

  Who'll fight with gaelic honour held on high

  

  Chorus:

  

  A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell

  You who raped our Motherland

  I hope you're rotting down in hell

  For the horrors that you sent

  To our misfortunate forefathers

  Whom you robbed of their birthright

  "To hell or Connought" may you burn in hell tonight

  

  

  Of such a man I'd like to speak

  A rapparee by name and deed

  His family dispossessed and slaughtered

  They put a price upon his head

  His name is known in song and story

  His deeds are legend still

  And murdered for blood money

  Was young Ned of the hill

  

  You have robbed our homes and fortunes

  Even drove us from our land

  You tried to break our spirit

  But you'll never understand

  The love of dear old Ireland

  That will forge an iron will

  As long as there are gallant men

  Like young Ned of the hill

  

  

   


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 Young ned of the hill, de The pogues 

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