Poor Old Ireland

	  		
Intro: G  Dm7   G  Dm7   G  Dm7   G  Dm7 G 

verse 1: 
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Poor old Ireland, poor old universe 
G          Dm7           G     Dm7-G 
Wonder who comes off the worse 
         Dm7       G              Dm7 
Poor old people mistreating, misbelieving 
    G          Dm7         G     Dm7-G 
Are you given, cursed by a curse 


verse 2: 
                        Dm7        G           Dm7 
But I don't want you to die, I can see all the lies 
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There's nothing there that's new 
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But there's still no need to make blind children bleed 
     G           Dm7    G    Dm7-G 
Even if what you say is true 


verse 3: 
        F                          C 
And meanwhile in the aisles of the churches with style 
        Em                         G 
They're singing their songs to the lord 
        F                             C 
And the preacher is carping, that for failure on earth 
Em                    D 
Heaven will be your reward 


verse 4: 
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Poor old Ireland, tortured by past 
    G           Dm7       G     Dm7-G 
And tarnished by future's curse 
         Dm7      G        Dm7 
Poor old Ireland, poor old planet 
G        Dm7 G    Dm7-G 
Poor old universe 


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VERSE 5: 
    F                        C 
Oh, Ireland your people mean more than the idols 
    Em                G 
You seek to set up on earth 
        F                            C 
And the day that you see, that's the day 
                 Em                        D    D/C  D/B  D/A     (*Bass on the A-string*) 
That all of your sadness and sickness will die 


VERSE 6: 
        F                    C 
For the enemy you seek to destroy 
             Em                   G 
Is not the one who's causing your pain 
        F                            C 
He's disguised himself well with his book and his bell 
    Em                D 
But evil is still his name 


VERSE 7: 
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Poor old Ireland, tortured by past 
    G            Dm7      G     Dm7-G 
And tarnished by future's curse 
         Dm7      G        Dm7 
Poor old Ireland, poor old universe 
G          Dm7           G     Dm7-G 
Wonder who comes off the worse 


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