Intro: D-Em-G-G   D-Em-G-G

 

As (D)I went a (A)walking (Em)round by the (D)shore

(D)Up to the (Bm)big stone they (Em)call Clough (A)Mor

I (D)stopped for (Bm)while where the (Em)fiddles did (A)play

And I spied a young maiden so (Em)charming and (A)gay

 

Her (D)gentleness (A)moved me (Em)to her (D)side

Her (D)eyes were like (Bm)diamonds when(Em)ever she (A)smiled

And (D)she was the (Bm)fairest that (Em)ever you (A)seen

They called her the flower of (Em)Fiddler’s (A)Green

 

Chorus

(D)Fiddler’s (A)Green, (Bm)Fiddler’s (A)Green

It’s (D)there that I (Bm)met her and (G)loved her for(A)ever

(D)Fiddler’s (A)Green, (Bm)Fiddler’s (A)Green

By the (D)dark rolling (Bm)hills of Rost(G)revor –Em-G-G

 

I (D)said, would you (A)like to come (Em)walking with (D)me

(D)Up to the (Bm)mountain or (Em)down to the (A)sea

Or (D)over the (Bm)meadow so (Em)green and so (A)wide

Or pick the blue berries on (Em)Slieve Martin (A)side

 

She (D)whispered a (A)wish at (Em)Bronagh’s (D)well

She (D)danced with the (Bm)fish in the (Em)Fairy (A)Glen

And (D)up on the (Bm)hillside so (Em)proud and se(A)rene

I first kissed the flower of (Em)Fiddler’s (A)Green

 

Chorus

Instrumental Chorus

 

I’ve (D)travelled the (A)land, I’ve (Em)travelled the (D)sea

But the (D)one place of (Bm)all that is (Em)dearest to (A)me

Is that (D)clearing of (Bm)green up a(Em)mong the oak (A)trees

The pride of all Ireland is (Em)Fiddler’s (A)Green

 

And (D)one of these (A)days when my (Em)roving is (D)o’er

I’ll (D)head for the (Bm)hills by the (Em)dark Mourne (A)shore

And (D)there I will (Bm)rest in the (Em)land of my (A)dreams

Rolled in the arms of (Em)Fiddler’s (A)Green

 

Chorus twice

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