Intro: D-D-D-D   D-D-G-A   D-D-D-D   D-D-A-D   D-D-D-D

The (D)fields run right beside me all a(G)long the motor(D)way
Til a row of red brick houses draws a (A)line that seems to say
You've (D)reached the city boundary and a (G)choice you'll have to (D)make
At the roundabout where history turns u(A)pon which road you take -A

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On this (D)sunny April morning, on this (G)sunny April (D)morning
Sunny April morning on the (A)Donegall (D)Road. -D-D

This (D)road is old, this road is new, it's (G)history bitter (D)sweet
And some of that is painted on the (A)walls along the street
(D)Battles won and battles lost, the (G)entertainment (D)scene
Van the man is coming soon King (A)Billy has just been -A

Chorus

Le(D)cale, Benburb, Tavanagh, I (G)pass them on the (D)right
There's a shop with mops and brushes to (A)challenge every mite
From (D)Rockview street and Ebor to where (G)Nubia meets Mal(D)don
A red haired girl brings milk and bread to(A)wards the morning sun -A

Chorus (instrumental)

A (D)man with time lights up his pipe takes (G)pleasure in the (D)chore
Across the street a woman cleans the (A)step before her door
And (D)Euterpe Street is musing, as a (G)working man per(D)spires
He's digging up Pandora Street near a (A)box of coloured wires -A

Chorus + Intro

A (D)guide dog with a tennis ball en(G)joys a bit of (D)fun
A blind man walks behind it, (A)smiling at the sun,
And Eu(D)reka there's the library, we'll re(G)turn that book at (D)last
That stopped us all from seeing any (A)further than the past -A

Chorus

Near the (D)hospital of heroes there's a (G)tourist from Ja(D)pan
She puzzles round a burnt out bar, a (A)camera in her hand
And I'm (D)thinking of the gift her distance (G)brings to you and (D)me
She's focussing her lens on something (A)that I cannot see -A

Chorus

And (D)here's tomorrow coming, children (G)laughing hand in (D)hand
Their skins are different colours, may they (A)help us understand
If we're (D)teaching culture here - it's a (G)thing we often (D)do
It's time that we were learning to count (A)higher up than two -A

Chorus (instrumental)

The (D)city centre lies ahead, my (G)journey's near com(D)plete
The rear view mirror's giving me a (A)last look up the street
But those (D)faces stay before me to (G)lighten history's (D)load
As they look towards tomorrow in the (A)Donegall (D)Road. -D

Chorus + Intro