The chords to Martha, the Flower of Sweet Strabane presented here in the key of D minor. Use our chord converter to play the song in other keys. The lyrics are about a man saying farewell to his love and he prepares to leave Ireland for America.
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[Dm]If I were king of [C]Ireland and all things [Dm]at my will
I’d roam for recrea[C]tion, no [Dm]comforts [Am]to find [C]still.
Of [Dm]comforts I would like the [C]best as [Am]you might under[C]stand
Is to [Dm]win the heart of [C]Martha the Flower of [Dm]Sweet Strabane.
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Her cheeks they are rosy red, her hair golden brown
And o’er her lily white shoulders it carelessly falls down.
She’s one of the loveliest creatures of the whole creation planned
And my heart is captivated by the Flower of Sweet Strabane.
If I had lovely Martha away in Inishowen
Or in some lonesome valley in the wild woods of Tyrone
I would use my whole endeavour and I’d try to work my plan.
For to gain my prize and to feast my eyes on the Flower of Sweet Strabane.
Oh, I’ll go o’er the Lagan down by the steam ships tall
I’m sailing for Amerikay across the briny foam.
My boat is bound for Liverpool down by the Isle of Man
So I’ll say farewell, God bless you, my Flower of Sweet Strabane.
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[Dm]If I were king of [C]Ireland and all things [Dm]at my will
I’d roam for recrea[C]tion, no [Dm]comforts [Am]to find [C]still.
Of [Dm]comforts I would like the [C]best as [Am]you might under[C]stand
Is to [Dm]win the heart of [C]Martha the Flower of [Dm]Sweet Strabane.
Her cheeks they are rosy red, her hair golden brown
And o’er her lily white shoulders it carelessly falls down.
She’s one of the loveliest creatures of the whole creation planned
And my heart is captivated by the Flower of Sweet Strabane.
If I had lovely Martha away in Inishowen
Or in some lonesome valley in the wild woods of Tyrone.
I would use my whole endeavour and I’d try to work my plan
For to gain my prize and to feast my eyes on the Flower of Sweet Strabane.
Oh, I’ll go o’er the Lagan down by the steam ships tall
I’m sailing for Amerikay across the briny foam.
My boat is bound for Liverpool down by the Isle of Man
So I’ll say farewell, God bless you, my Flower of Sweet Strabane.
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