Аккорды Threshing Mill Boys - A Gallant Kerry Soldier

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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A gallant Kerry soldier lay dying by the Liffey banks
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He lay dying there whilst escaping from the cruel Black and Tans
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While a comrade held him kindly with his head upon his knee
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And to him did softly whisper, take this message to Tralee

[Verse 2]
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Tell my parents not to murmur   it would give me peace and joy
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To know that she's the mother proud of her own dear Irish boy
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Tell her I'm dying quite happily and from trouble I am free
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Won't you take this lonely message to my mother in Tralee.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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Tell my only little brother I'm dying a hero's death
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That I fought for dear old Ireland in my last long heaving breath
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Tell him always love his country and never a traitor be
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Won't you take this lonely message to the brave boys in Tralee.

[Verse 4]
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But oh there is another and for her I can scarcely speak,
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Would she weep if she could see me, expiring tired and weak
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She would 'cause she was kind to me and good friends we used to be
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Won't you take this lonely message to my Eileen in Tralee.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 5]
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Did she not regret our parting for indeed would be her lot
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For she shared it once and sufferings of her own dear Irish call
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Tell her I'm dying quite happily and the truth I give to thee
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May she never know one sorrow in her home in sweet Tralee.

[Verse 6]
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As he spoke his voice grew weaker, he clasped his comrade's hand
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'tis with you his comrades speeches proud son of Paddies land
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He kissed him as a brother, Heaven be your bed says he
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Cruel war has rudely taken our brave boy from Tralee

[Outro]
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