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Ireland's Woe /It Was Greed Song Lyrics And Guitar Chords. Written By Pádraig Grimes.I wrote this song because i was frustrated and angry about what a bunch of greedy self serving people did to my country,[Ireland]and the fact, no matter what they do to us we take it. I dont think pearse and connelly would be happy about that.any way here,s the song. Pádraig.
(1)
(am)Tell me what(c)happened,(g)cos i dont (am)know
our little(c)country,s(g)sunk down (am)below
people(c)trusted(g)to do a(am)job
they lied and(c)plundered(g)and they (am)robbed
 
CHORUS
(dm)oh(g)oh it was(am)greed
(dm)now we(g)are no longer(am)free
(dm)they sold our(g)future(am)for their sins
(dm)they took us(g)all(am)for fools again
(em)how did we vote these people(am)in
(2)
(am)we as a (c)people(g)stood idly(am)by
while they(c)bled(g)our wee country(am)dry
with their(c)pensions(g)and their(am)perks
their sky high(c)saleries(g)and their(am)mercs
CHORUS
 
(3)
(am)now they,v (c)vanished,(g)without a(am)trace
and left the(c)music(g)for us to(am)face
our children,s(c)future,s(g)been cast in(am)dought
switch the(c)lights off(g)on your way(am)out
CHORUS
 
(4)
(am)robert(c)emmet(g)he died in(am)vain
and pearse and(c)connelly(g)they did the(am)same
they are(c)turning now(g)in their(am)graves
to the euro(c)millions,(g)we're all(am)slaves
 
 
CHORUS
(em)how did we vote these people (am)in
(em)when will this nightmare ever(am) end.
PADRAIG GRIMES.

   
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