Bunclody lyrics and chords

The chords to Bunclody are presented in the key of C. The lyrics are about an Irish emigrant who longs to be with his love in Bunclody.

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C 
O were I at the  
Am 
moss house where the  
G7 
birds do in
C 
crease
 
At the  
G7 
foot of Mount  
C 
Leinster or  
Dm 
some silent  
G7 
place
 
By the streams of Bun
C 
clody where all  
Dm 
pleasures do  
G7 
meet
 
And  
C 
all I would  
Am 
ask is one  
G7 
kiss from you  
C 
sweet

And from that time, through wildest woe,

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If I was in Bunclody I would think myself at home
‘Tis there I would have a sweetheart, but here I have none
Drinking strong liquor in the height of my cheer
Here’s health to Bunclody and the lass I love dear

The cuckoo is a pretty bird, it sings as it flies
It brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
It sucks the young bird’s eggs to make its voice clear
And the more it cries cuckoo the summer draws near

If I was a clerk and could write a good hand
I would write to my true love that she might understand
I am a young fellow that is wounded in love
That lived by Bunclody but now must remove

If I was a lark and had wings I could fly
I would go to yon arbour where my love she does lie
I’d proceed to yon arbour where my true love does lie
And on her fond bosom contented I would die

‘Tis why my love slights me as you may understand
That she has a freehold and I have no land
She has a great store of riches and a large sum of gold
And everything fitting a house to uphold

So adieu my dear father, adieu my dear mother
Farewell to my sister, farewell to my brother
I am bound to America my fortune to try
When I think on Bunclody I’m ready to die

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Bunclody print version

[C] O were I at the [Am]moss house where the [G7]birds do in[C]crease
At the [G7]foot of Mount [C]Leinster or [Dm]some silent [G7]place
By the streams of Bun[C]clody where all [Dm]pleasures do [G7]meet
And [C]all I would [Am]ask is one [G7]kiss from you [C]sweet

If I was in Bunclody I would think myself at home
‘Tis there I would have a sweetheart, but here I have none
Drinking strong liquor in the height of my cheer
Here’s health to Bunclody and the lass I love dear

The cuckoo is a pretty bird, it sings as it flies
It brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
It sucks the young bird’s eggs to make its voice clear
And the more it cries cuckoo the summer draws near

If I was a clerk and could write a good hand
I would write to my true love that she might understand
I am a young fellow that is wounded in love
That lived by Bunclody but now must remove

If I was a lark and had wings I could fly
I would go to yon arbour where my love she does lie
I’d proceed to yon arbour where my true love does lie
And on her fond bosom contented I would die

‘Tis why my love slights me as you may understand
That she has a freehold and I have no land
She has a great store of riches and a large sum of gold
And everything fitting a house to uphold

So adieu my dear father, adieu my dear mother
Farewell to my sister, farewell to my brother
I am bound to America my fortune to try
When I think on Bunclody I’m ready to die

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