C See the bright new moon is rising, F C G Above the land of black and green C Hear the rebels voices calling, F C G C I will not die 'till you bury me C F C The aunt upstairs in the bed she is calling, F C G Why has he forsaken me C F C Faded pictures in the hallway, F C G C Which one of them brown ghosts is he C Bless the wind that shakes the barley, F C G Curse the spade and curse the plough C F C I've counted years and weeks and days, F C G C And I wish to God I was with you now C F Fare thee well me black-haired diamond, C G Fare thee well me own Aisling C F C F At night fond dreams of you still haunt me, C F G C Far across the grey north sea F G And the wind it blows from the North and South, F G To the East And to the West F G I will be like the wind my love, F Am C F G C For I will know no rest 'till I return to thee Am 1, 2, 3 telegraph poles, F G Am Standing on the cold black road The night is fading into morning, F G Am Give us a drop of your sweet poitin Am The rain was lashing - the sun was rising, F G Am The wind was howling through the trees The madness from the mountains crawling, F G Am When I saw you first my own Aisling C Bless the wind that shakes the barley, F C G Curse the spade and curse the plough C F C I've counted years and weeks and days, F C G C And I wish to God I was with you now C F Fare thee well me black-haired diamond, C G Fare thee well me own Aisling C F C F At night fond dreams of you still haunt me, C F G C Far across the grey north sea Lots of Love, Bart