Тональность: A minor
Verse 1
Am
G
F#
Bright red is the sun
G
Am
D
on the waves of Loch Sheelan
Am
Em
F#
Am
A cool gentle breeze from the
F#
mountain is stealing
Am
G
And fair around its islet
Am
Em
Am
the small ripples play
Em
Bbm
E
Am
But fairer than all is
D
Am
the flower of Finnay
Bbm
Eb
F#
Her hair is like night,
Am
and her eyes like grey morning
Gb
Am
Ab
F#
G
She trips on the heather
Am
F#
as if it's touch scorning
Am
F#
Her heart and her lips
Am
Bm
B
are as mild as made day.
Am
Bbm
E
Am
She's Eileen MacMannan,
D
Am
the flower of Finnay.
E
Am
Ab
F#
But who on this hillside,
G
D
like wild deer, runs fleeter?
Am
Em
And who on this lakeside
Am
D
F#
is hastening to greet her ?
G
Am
Who but Fergus, so fer al,
Ab
Am
that fiery young gay,
Ab
Am
the darling and pride
G
Am
of the flower of Finnay.
E
Am
F#
One kiss and one clasp
G#
F#
and one wild look of gladness,
G#m
D#m
F#
oh, but why does it change
Am
F#
He has told his sad for tune
he must go far away
Am
D
Am
and leave his poor Eile alone in Finnay.
Em
Am
Fergus O 'Farrell was
G
Am
true to his Ireland.
G
Bbm
F#
To the dark hand of tyranny
Am
F#
it drove him from Ireland. land.
F#
He has joined the brigades
B
in the wars far away
D#m
D#
Em
an d left his fond sweetheart
Am
B
Em
Am
the flower of Finnay.
G#
F#
He fought at Cremona,
G#
D
she hears of his story.
F#
Ab
F#
He fought at Cassano,
G
Am
G
F#
she's proud of his glory
Am
Gb
Ab
Gb
and yet she still sings jule rune all the day
Eb
Am
Gb
Am
oh come back my darling come
B
E
F#
eight long years have passed
Am
till she's a night broken hearted
D
Ab
Gb
Her rock and her reel
Am
Eb
Ab
and her flax she has par ted
Am
Gb
She sails with the wild geese
to flanders away
Ab
And left her fond parents
Gb
D
Am
to mourn in finnay
Ab
G
Lord Clare on the field
Ab
Gb
of Ramillies is charging
Ab
Gb
Before him the Sassanach's
squadrons enlarging
Am
Gb
Behind him the crevasse
Ab
their sections display
Eb
Gb
And beside him rides Fergus
Ab
and shouts for Finnay
Gb
On the slopes of Lajadoyne,
the Frenchmen are flying
Bbm
Gb
Lord Clare and his squadron,
Em
Gb
the foe they're defying
Outnumbered and wounded,
Gb
retreated in array
G#
And bleeding lies Fergus an
E
F#
d thinks of Finney
In the cloisters of Ebe
Gb
a banner is swaying
And by it a pale -weeping
maiden is praying
Ebm
This flag's the sole trophy
of Ramelius Frye
This nun is poor Eileen,
the flower of Finnay
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