{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":2087509,"song":"The Green Fields Of Canada","artist":"Deanta","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11453642-the-green-fields-of-canada-chords-by-deanta/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/2087509?type=chord","rating":0.0193,"votes":0,"content":"*****DO NOT ADD STRUMMING PATTERNS TO MY TABS*****\r\n\r\n\r\nDéanta - The Green Fields Of Canada\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\nN.C.\r\nSo pack up your sea-stores, consider no longer\r\n\r\nFor ten dollars a week isn't very bad pay\r\nN.C.\r\nWith no taxes or tithes to devour up your wages\r\n\r\nWhen you're on the green fields of Amerikay\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[tab]    [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]F[/ch]          [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nFarewell to the groves of shillelagh and shamrock[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]Dm[/ch]           [ch]F[/ch]            [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nFarewell to the wee girls of Ireland all 'round[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]C[/ch]            [ch]G[/ch]        [ch]F[/ch]            [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nMay your hearts be as merry as ever I would wish them[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]C[/ch]         [ch]Dm[/ch]             [ch]F[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nWhen far, far away across the ocean I'm bound[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 3]\r\n[tab]         [ch]F[/ch]         [ch]Dm[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nWell, me father is old, and me mother is quite feeble[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]F[/ch]               [ch]Dm[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]                   [ch]Am[/ch]  [ch]G[/ch]\r\nTo leave their own country, it grieves their heart sore__[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]F[/ch]              [ch]Dm[/ch]                [ch]F[/ch]               [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nOh, the tears in great drops, down their cheeks they are rolling[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]F[/ch]               [ch]Dm[/ch]   [ch]G[/ch]                [ch]Am[/ch]      [ch]F[/ch]  [ch]G[/ch]\r\nTo think they must die upon some foreign shore[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 4]\r\n[tab]    [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]                [ch]F[/ch]              [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThe sheep run unsheared, and the land's gone to rushes[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]C[/ch]          [ch]Dm[/ch]            [ch]F[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nThe handyman's gone, and the winder of creels[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]C[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]        [ch]F[/ch]          [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAway across the ocean go journeyman tailors[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]C[/ch]             [ch]Dm[/ch]             [ch]F[/ch]            [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAnd fiddlers that played out the old mountain reels[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 5]\r\n[tab]        [ch]C[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]            [ch]F[/ch]           [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAh, but I mind the day when old Ireland was flourishing[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]C[/ch]            [ch]Dm[/ch]            [ch]F[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAnd when lots of hard tradesmen did work for good pay[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]C[/ch]             [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]F[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAh, but since our manufacturies have crossed the Atlantic[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]C[/ch]             [ch]Dm[/ch]        [ch]F[/ch]    [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nSure it's there we must follow to Amerikay[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 6]\r\n[tab]         [ch]F[/ch]         [ch]Dm[/ch]           [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nAnd it's now to conclude and to finish my story[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]F[/ch]               [ch]Dm[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]          [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\nIf ever friendless Irishmen chances my way__[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]F[/ch]           [ch]Dm[/ch]            [ch]F[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nWith the best in the house, I will greet him and welcome[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]F[/ch]          [ch]Dm[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nFar away on the green fields of Amerikay[/tab]","plain_text":"*****DO NOT ADD STRUMMING PATTERNS TO MY TABS*****\n\n\nDéanta - The Green Fields Of Canada\n\n\n\n[Verse 1]\nN.C.\nSo pack up your sea-stores, consider no longer\n\nFor ten dollars a week isn't very bad pay\nN.C.\nWith no taxes or tithes to devour up your wages\n\nWhen you're on the green fields of Amerikay\n\n\n[Verse 2]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Verse 3]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Verse 4]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Verse 5]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Verse 6]","chords":["D","C","G","F","Am","Dm"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"Dm":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,2,3,1],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,1]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}