***Aisling - by Shane MacGowan
from the album "The Snake"
Aisling - as performed by Shane MacGowan and The Popes
(intro) [,,] [,,,] [,,] [,,] (same as verses)
See the moon is once more rising Above our land of black and green
Hear the rebels voice is calling "I shall not die tho' you bury me"
Hear the Aunt in bed a dying, "Where is my Johnny"
Faded pictures in the hallway, which one of these brown ghosts is he?
Fare thee well my black haired diamond
Fare thee well my own Aisling
Thoughts and dreams of you will haunt me
'Til I come back home again
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And the wind it blows to the North and South
And it blows to the East and West
And I'll be just like the wind my love
For I will have no rest
'Til I return to thee
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And the wind it blows...
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Bless the wind that shakes the barley, curse the spade and curse the plough
Waking in the morning early, I wish to Hell I was with you now
One, two, three telegraph poles, give me a drink of sweet poitin
Madness from the mountains crawling, when I first met you my own Aisling
Fare thee well... X 2
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Fare thee well... X 2
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