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Mother Mo Chro Tab

by Pogues


***Mother Mo Chro? by Shane MacGowan
as performed by Shane MacGowan and the Popes
on the album "The Crock of Gold"

Song is in key of A.
Use a capo on 2nd fret and play open chord shapes G, C, D and Em.

       
       

                                  
It was 1962, I was two years out of school
                                                 
When I got on board a boat that was bound for Liverpool
                                      
The day we sailed away I remember it so well
                                             
Took a look at the North Wall and bid a fond farewell

                                          
It's a hard thing to leave the land of your childhood
                                      
Touched by the rivers and kissed by the sea
                                          
The places you played with your childhood companions
                                     
To leave dear old Ireland and Mother Mo Chro?

                                          
Though I'm going far away and I may never return here
                                          
There's one thing I always will keep within me
                          
Deep in my heart a furious devotion
                                   
The love of old Ireland and Mother Mo Chroi

       
       [drop final measure]

       
       

                                      
Though I'm going away and I may never return here
                                                
There is always one thing that I will keep within me
                        
Deep in my heart a furious devotion
                                   
The love of old Ireland and Mother Mo Chroi

       
       

                                               
On the top of the Pentonville Road I saw the sun setting
                                              
The town laid out before me looked beautiful to me
                                              
Away from all the sighing, the suffering and the dying
                                        
I dreamed of the future, the young and the free

                                                     
But the years they go by quickly, now I know I can't remain here
                                                 
Where each day brings me closer to that final misery
                                                                    
My kids will never scrape shit round here, and I won't die crying in a pint of beer
                                     
I'm going back to Ireland and Mother Mo Chro?

       
       [drop final measure]