Shule Aroon
Traditional Irish - I don't have the gaelic text.  This is fairly phonetic.  You can hear a good traditional rendition of this song on the Lord of the Dance CD, and a fairly good updated version with a celtic rock beat on Six Mile Bridge's first album.  If you listen closely, you will hear that the gaelic is kind of slurred, which takes some practice.
 
Am       Dm        Am
I wish I were on yonder hill
           F        Em      Dm     Em
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
          F
And ev'ry tear would turn a mill,
              Am            Dm           Am
Issh guh day thoo avoorneen slawn.

Chorus:
Am       Dm     Am
Shule, shule, shule aroon
   F           Em               Dm          Em
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn;
    F
Shule go dheen durrus oggus aylig lume,
             Am                Dm          Am
Issh guh day thoo avoorneen slawn. *

    Am       Dm     Am
I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel
      F        Em     Dm       Em
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
         F
To buy my love a sword of steel
               Am             Dm           Am
Issh guh day thoo avoorneen slawn.

    Am         Dm               Am
I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
            F               Em          Dm         Em
And through the streets I'll beg my bread,
     F
Until my parents shall wish me dead
               Am               Dm          Am
Issh guh day thoo a voorneen slawn.

 Am       Dm     Am
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
    F       Em       Dm    Em
I wish I had my heart again,
           F
And vainly think I'd not complain
               Am             Dm           Am
Issh guh day thoo a voorneen slawn.

      Am        Dm          Am
But now my love has gone to France
      F        Em      Dm      Em
To try his fortune to advance.
          F
If he e'er come back, 'tis but a chance
               Am             Dm           Am
Issh guh day thoo a voorneen slawn.

Am        Dm      Am
*Come, come, come O love,
  F           Em              Dm      Em
Quickly come to me, softly move,
  F
Come to the door and away we'll flee,
         Am               Dm                   Am
And safe forever may my darling be.
 

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