High Kings, Fields Of Glory (2008)
Key: :[C] (w: Don Mescal, Shay Healy)
VERSE 1:
I was
[C] born in a country where people admire
Their
[A#add9] great sporting heroes and how they aspire
To
[F] stand upon mountains and always be winners
And
[C] never give less than their all
VERSE 2:
I
[C] once met an old man who told me great stories
Of
[A#add9] legends of old who played hard for the glory
Of
[F] lifting the cup in that moment of triumph
His
[C] memory's kept me enthralled
CHORUS:
On the
[A#add9] fields, the
[F] fields of
[C] glory
On the
[A#add9] fields where
[F] boys become
[C] men
On the
[A#add9] fields, the
[F] fields of
[C] glory
May the
[A#add9] best
[F] team
[G] win, win in the
[C] end
VERSE 3:
Sup-
[C]-porting their team with a true sense of place
Are the
[A#add9] handfuls of people with pride on their faces
They
[F] come from the townlands, the parish, the village
Their
[C] banners they proudly unfurl
VERSE 4:
An
[C] anthem of hope is the song they are singing
There's a
[A#add9] whistle, it sounds and the game, it begins
And the
[F] roar of the crowd echoes up to the heavens
It
[C] sends out a clarion call
REPEAT CHORUS:
VERSE 5:
I'm
[C] dreaming of Ireland in fine summer weather
A
[A#add9] crowd of young lads playing football together
All
[F] hoping that someday the call they will answer
To
[C] play for the place they were born
REPEAT CHORUS:
REPEAT VERSE 5:
