My Cavan Girl lyrics and chords

The chords to My Cavan Girl are presented in the key of D. the lyrics were written by Thom Moore and tell the story of a man who travels miles in the hope of talking to a beautiful girl in Caven town.

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[chordsandlyrics][D]As I walk the [A]road from [Bm]Killa[(F#m)]shandra, [G]weary [A]I sit [D]down
For it’s twelve long [A]miles a[Bm]round the [(F#m)]lake to [G]get to [(F#m)]Cavan [G]town
Though [D]Ougher [A]and the [Bm]road I [(F#m)]go once [G]seemed be[(F#m)]yond com[G]pare
Now I [D]curse the [A]time it [Bm]takes to [(F#m)]reach my [G]Cavan [A]girl so [D]fair[/chordsandlyrics]

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The autumn shades are on the leaves, the trees will soon be bare
Each red-gold leaf around me seems the colours of her hair
My gaze retreats to find my feet and once again I sigh
For the broken pools of sky remind the colours of her eye

At the Cavan Cross each Sunday morning there she can be found
And she seems to have the eye of every boy in Cavan town
If my luck will hold I’ll have the golden summer of her smile
And to break the hearts of Cavan men, she’ll talk to me a while

So next Sunday evening finds me homeward – Killashandra bound
To work the week, till I return and court in Cavan town
When asked if she would be my bride at least she’d not said “no”
So next Sunday morning, rouse myself, and back to her I’ll go

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[D]As I walk the [A]road from [Bm]Killa[(F#m)]shandra, [G]weary [A]I sit [D]down
For it’s twelve long [A]miles a[Bm]round the [(F#m)]lake to [G]get to [(F#m)]Cavan [G]town
Though [D]Ougher [A]and the [Bm]road I [(F#m)]go once [G]seemed be[(F#m)]yond com[G]pare
Now I [D]curse the [A]time it [Bm]takes to [(F#m)]reach my [G]Cavan [A]girl so [D]fair

The autumn shades are on the leaves, the trees will soon be bare
Each red-gold leaf around me seems the colours of her hair
My gaze retreats to find my feet and once again I sigh
For the broken pools of sky remind the colours of her eye

At the Cavan Cross each Sunday morning there she can be found
And she seems to have the eye of every boy in Cavan town
If my luck will hold I’ll have the golden summer of her smile
And to break the hearts of Cavan men, she’ll talk to me a while

So next Sunday evening finds me homeward – Killashandra bound
To work the week, till I return and court in Cavan town
When asked if she would be my bride at least she’d not said “no”
So next Sunday morning, rouse myself, and back to her I’ll go

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