Moorlough Mary – lyrics and chords

The chords to Moorlough Mary are 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 trying to woo his love into coming away with him.

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Dm 
When I first saw my Moorlough  
C 
Mary ’twas at the  
Dm 
market of sweet Stra
C 
bane
 
Her thrilling  
Dm 
glances were so en
C 
gaging, the hearts of  
Dm 
young men she  
 
did 
 
tre
Dm 
pan.
 
Her thrilling glances bereft my senses, of piece and  
Am 
comfort either night  
C 
or 
 
day
 
In silent  
Dm 
slumber I turn and  
C 
murmur
 
“Oh Moorlough  
Dm 
Mary 
 
 
 
won’t you come a
Dm 
way?”

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Were I a man of great education and Erin’s Isle at my command
I’d lay my head on your throbbing bosom, in wedlock bands, love, we’d join our hands
I’d entertain you both night and morning with robes I’d deck you both fine and gay
And with kisses, sweet love, I would caress you
“Oh Moorlough Mary won’t you come away?”

I marched away to my situation, my recreation was all in vain
On the river Mourne where the salmon are sporting and the rocks re-echoing their plaintive strain.
The thrush and blackbird would sing so sweetly with notes melodious on the river brae
And the little song-birds would sing in chorus
“Oh Moorlough Mary won’t you come away?”

Then fare thee well to my Moorlough Mary, ten thousand times I bid you adieu
While breath remains in my throbbing bosom, I will never cease, love, to think of you
I marched away to some lonesome valley with tears a-flowing both night and day
In some silent harbour, where none shall hear me
“Oh Moorlough Mary won’t you come away?”

Moorlough Mary lyrics and chords print version

[Dm]When I first saw my Moorlough [C]Mary ’twas at the [Dm]market of sweet Stra[C]bane
Her thrilling [Dm]glances were so en[C]gaging, the hearts of [Dm]young men she [(Gm)]did tre[Dm]pan.
Her thrilling glances bereft my senses, of piece and [Am]comfort either night [C]or day
In silent [Dm]slumber I turn and [C]murmur
“Oh Moorlough [Dm]Mary [(Gm)]won’t you come a[Dm]way?”

Were I a man of great education and Erin’s Isle at my command
I’d lay my head on your throbbing bosom, in wedlock bands, love, we’d join our hands
I’d entertain you both night and morning with robes I’d deck you both fine and gay
And with kisses, sweet love, I would caress you
“Oh Moorlough Mary won’t you come away?”

I marched away to my situation, my recreation was all in vain
On the river Mourne where the salmon are sporting and the rocks re-echoing their plaintive strain.
The thrush and blackbird would sing so sweetly with notes melodious on the river brae
And the little song-birds would sing in chorus
“Oh Moorlough Mary won’t you come away?”

Then fare thee well to my Moorlough Mary, ten thousand times I bid you adieu
While breath remains in my throbbing bosom, I will never cease, love, to think of you
I marched away to some lonesome valley with tears a-flowing both night and day
In some silent harbour, where none shall hear me
“Oh Moorlough Mary won’t you come away?”

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