The chords to The Rocks of Bawn are presented in the key of C. The lyrics tell the story of a young farm labourer who hopes to be called up to the army so he can stop relying on work from a miserly farmer.
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[chordsandlyrics][C]Come all you loyal [Em]heroes and [G7]listen unto [C]me
Don’t [Em]hire with any [G]farmer till you [F]know what your work will [G]be
You’ll [Em]rise up early in the [G]morning before [F]the clear daylight at the [G7]dawn
And you [C]never more will be [Em]able to [G7]plough the Rocks of [C]Bawn[/chordsandlyrics]
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My shoes they are worn and my stockings they are thin
My heart is always trembling now for fear they might give in
My heart is always trembling now from the clear daylight till thedawn
And I never will be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
My curse upon you Sweeney boy, you have me nearly robbed
You’re sitting by the fireside now, your feet upon the hob
You’re sitting by the fireside now from the clear daylight till the dawn
And you never will be able plough the Rocks of Bawn
Rise up gallant Sweeney, and get your horses hay
And give them a good feed of oats before they start away
Don’t feed them on soft turnip sprigs that grow on yon green lawn
Or they never will be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
I wish the Sergeant-Major would send for me in time
And place me in some regiment while in my youth and prime
I’d fight for Ireland’s glory now from the clear daylight till the dawn
Before I would return again to plough the Rocks of Bawn
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[C]Come all you loyal [Em]heroes and [G7]listen unto [C]me
Don’t [Em]hire with any [G]farmer till you [F]know what your work will [G]be
You’ll [Em]rise up early in the [G]morning before [F]the clear daylight at the [G7]dawn
And you [C]never more will be [Em]able to [G7]plough the Rocks of [C]Bawn
My shoes they are worn and my stockings they are thin
My heart is always trembling now for fear they might give in
My heart is always trembling now from the clear daylight till thedawn
And I never will be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
My curse upon you Sweeney boy, you have me nearly robbed
You’re sitting by the fireside now, your feet upon the hob
You’re sitting by the fireside now from the clear daylight till the dawn
And you never will be able plough the Rocks of Bawn
Rise up gallant Sweeney, and get your horses hay
And give them a good feed of oats before they start away
Don’t feed them on soft turnip sprigs that grow on yon green lawn
Or they never will be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
I wish the Sergeant-Major would send for me in time
And place me in some regiment while in my youth and prime
I’d fight for Ireland’s glory now from the clear daylight till the dawn
Before I would return again to plough the Rocks of Bawn
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