( 2010 Jim "Carbomb" Parkinson)
[G]They farmed in the [D]fields and they [C]worked in the [G]factories
[C]Surviving the [G]cold and the [D]rain
[G]They built the great [D]land that they [C]call Emerald [G]Isle
[C]Amidst all the[D] hardships and [G]pain
[C]They came from the [D]fields and the [G]cities
With their [C]strength and their [D]souls and their [Em]minds
[C]And they sang and they [G]danced to the [D]tunes of old [Em]Ireland
So they [C]never would [D]leave them behi[G]nd
They left from the docks all aboard sailing ships
To the strains of American Wakes
Once through Ellis Island they started the trip
With a dream of a new life to make
They came from the fields and the cities
With their strength and their souls and their minds
And they sang and they danced to the tunes of old Ireland
So they never would leave them behind
They work different jobs and they still raise their families
Surviving the changes and times
They gather in places to share in the music
And sing with the tunes and the rhymes
They came from the fields and the cities
With their strength and their souls and their minds
And they sang and they danced to the tunes of old Ireland
So they never would leave them behind
We come from the suburbs and cities
With our strength and our souls and our minds
And we sing and we dance to the tunes of old Ireland
So we never will leave them behind.
[G]They farmed in the [D]fields and they [C]worked in the [G]factories
[C]Surviving the [G]cold and the [D]rain
[G]They built the great [D]land that they [C]call Emerald [G]Isle
[C]Amidst all the[D] hardships and [G]pain
[C]They came from the [D]fields and the [G]cities
With their [C]strength and their [D]souls and their [Em]minds
[C]And they sang and they [G]danced to the [D]tunes of old [Em]Ireland
So they [C]never would [D]leave them behi[G]nd
They left from the docks all aboard sailing ships
To the strains of American Wakes
Once through Ellis Island they started the trip
With a dream of a new life to make
They came from the fields and the cities
With their strength and their souls and their minds
And they sang and they danced to the tunes of old Ireland
So they never would leave them behind
They work different jobs and they still raise their families
Surviving the changes and times
They gather in places to share in the music
And sing with the tunes and the rhymes
They came from the fields and the cities
With their strength and their souls and their minds
And they sang and they danced to the tunes of old Ireland
So they never would leave them behind
We come from the suburbs and cities
With our strength and our souls and our minds
And we sing and we dance to the tunes of old Ireland
So we never will leave them behind.
