C Em F Am Bridget O??Malley, you've left my heart shaken F Em Am F With a hopeless desolation, I??ll have you to know F Em C F It??s the wonders of adoration your quiet face has taken F Em F G C And your beauty will haunt me, wherever I go. C Em F Am The white moon above the pale sands, the pale stars above the thorn tree F Em Am F Are cold beside my darling, but no purer than she F Em C F I gaze upon the cold moon tip the stars drown in the warm sea F Em F G C And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me. C Em F Am My Sunday it is weary, my Sunday it is grey now F Em Am F My heart is a cold thing, my heart is a stone F Em C F All joy is dead within me, my life has gone away now F Em F G C Another has taken my love for his own. C Em F Am The day it is approaching when we were to be married F Em Am F But it??s rather I would die than live only to grieve F Em C F Oh, meet me my darling ere the sun sets o??er the barley F Em F G C And I??ll meet you there, on the road to Drumslieve. C Em F Am Bridget O??Malley, you've left my heart shaken F Em Am F With a hopeless desolation, I??ll have you to know F Em C F it??s the wonders of adoration youre quiet face has taken F Em F G C and your beauty will haunt me, wherever I go.