Only our rivers run free    (midi)    (sample)

 

         C                       G             C

1. When apples still grow in November,

                F                     C                     G

    when blossoms still bloom on each tree,

               F                                        C

    when leaves are still green in December,

            G                                   Am

    it's then that our land will be free.

        F                               C                F                                   Em

    I wander her hills and valleys and still through my sorrow I see,

        F                                           C          G                           Am

    a land that has never known freedom, only her rivers run free.

 

        F                 G                  C

2. I drink to the death of her manhood,

                 F                     C                  G

    those men who would rather have died

                 F                                     C

    than to live in the cold chains of bondage

           G                                          Am

    to bring back their rights were denied.

         F                                            C                       

    Where are you now, when we need you,

               F                                            Em

    what burns where the flame used to be?

                   F                                         C              G                           Am

    Are you gone like the snows of last winter, will only our rivers run free?

 

                 F        G                    C                F               C                     G

3. How sweet is life but we're crying, how mellow the wine that were dry,

              F                                    C                G                              Am

    how fragrant the rose but it’s dying, how gentle the wind, but it sighs.

                F                                  C                  F                                 Em   

    What good is youth when it’s ageing, what joy is in eyes that can see?

                           F                                    C                             

    when there’s sorrow in sunshine and flowers,

             G                          Am

    and only our rivers run free.

 

(midi = capo 4th)    (Christy Moore)