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by Tommy Sands


After hearing this song on BBC Radio Ulster, sung by Kathryn Duncan (I think) I decided
to learn it on guitar. The version of the song I downloaded was The Sands Family - There
Were Roses, a live recording from 1988. This work below is tabbed to be played with that
uses "Bm" for parts of the song, however when I was tabbing out the live version I have,
I found that "Bm" didn't work.

base to work from for my own tab for the live version.

It's pretty accurate, however I think that the end of each verse when it ends with G,
should have another note played. What that note is however I'm not sure. Please send
any corrections to eekeekeek@hotmail.co.uk.


Standard tuning (or in my case, slightly flat of standard), with a capo on the second fret.





my song for you this evening
                   
It's not to make you sad
                       
nor for adding to the sorrows
                         
of this troubled northern land

but lately I been thinking
                          
and it just won't leave my mind
                   
to tell you of two friends one time
                  
who were both good friends of mine

alan bell from benagh
                         
he lived just across the fields
                    
a great man for the music
                
and the dancing and the reels

o'malley came from south armagh
                    
to court young alice fair
                            
and we'd often meet on the ryan road
                         
and laughter filled the air



                                 
there were roses, roses, there were roses
                                          
and the tears of the people ran together




alan he was protestant
                    
and sean was catholic born
                
it never made a difference
        
for the friendship it was strong

and sometimes in the evening
                              
when we heard the sound of the drums
                 
we said it won't divide us
         
we will always be the ones

for the ground our fathers ploughed in
                        
well the soil is just the same
                        
and the places where we say our prayers
      
have just got different names

we talked about the friends who died
                      
and hoped there'd be no more
                           
it was little then that we realised
                    
the tragedy in store



                                 
there were roses, roses, there were roses
                                          
and the tears of the people ran together





it was on the sunday morning
                       
when the awful news came round
                
another killing has been done
     
just outside newry town

we knew that alan danced up there
                    
we knew he liked the band
                   
when we heard that he was dead
         
we just could not understand

we gathered at the graveside
                     
on that cold and rainy day
                     
and the minister he closed his eyes
        
and he prayed for no revenge

and all the ones who knew him
                  
from along the ryan road

bowed their heads
    
and said a prayer
        
for the resting of his soul



                                 
there were roses, roses, there were roses
                                          
and the tears of the people ran together




well fear it filled the countryside
                      
there was fear in every home
                           
when the car of death came prowling
           
round the lonely ryan road

a catholic will be killed tonight
             
to even up the score
                    
o christ it's young o'malley
             
that they've taken from the door

"alan was my friend" he cried
                      
he begged them with his fear
                 
but centuries of hatred
     
have ears that cannot hear

an eye for an eye
                        
was all that filled their minds
                     
and another eye for another eye
      
till everyone is blind


                                 
there were roses, roses, there were roses
                                          
and the tears of the people ran together



so my song for you this evening
                   
it's not to make you sad
                      
nor for adding to the sorrows
        
of this troubled northern land

but lately I been thinking
                         
and it just won't leave my mind
                   
to tell you of two friends one time
         
who were both good friends of mine


I don't know where the moral is
                        
or where this song should end
                      
but I wonder just how many wars
    
are fought between good friends

and those that give the orders
                  
are not the ones to die
              
it's bell and o'malley
         
and the likes of you and i




                                 
there were roses, roses, there were roses
                                          
and the tears of the people ran together

                                 
there were roses, roses, there were roses