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Young Ned of the Hill

The Pogues
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Song

Young Ned Of The Hill - Terry Woods/Ron Kavana

from the album "Peace And Love"

Comments, corrections etc. welcome. Par Svensson, t89par@tdb.uu.se

Young Ned Of The Hill - as perfomed by The Pogues

Riff #1:

e ---------------------------------------------------------8-8-6----|
B -----------6-------------------------------6-----6---6-8-------8--|
G -----5-7-8---7-------5-7-5-----------5-7-8---7-8---8--------------|
D -5-8-----------8-5-8-------8-5---5-8------------------------------|
A -------------------------------8----------------------------------|
E ------------------------------------------------------------------|
  -----8-8-6--------------------------------------------------------|
  -6-8-------8---------6---------------------6-----------8-6--------|
  -------------5-5-7-8---8-7-5-7-------5-7-8---7-------5-----7---5--|
  -------------------------------8-5-8-----------8-5-8---------8----|
  ------------------------------------------------------------------|
  ------------------------------------------------------------------|

Riff #2:

e ----------------------------------------|
B ----------------------------------------|
G ---------------------5------------------|
D -8-5-------------------8-5--------------|
A -----8-6---6-8---6-8-------8-6---6-8----|
E ---------8-----8---------------8-----8--|

Play it: #1 #1 #2 #1 #1 #2 etc.

Have you ever walked the lonesome hills

And heard the curlews cry

And seen the raven black as night

Upon the windswept sky

To walk the purple heather

And hear the westwind cry

To know that's where the rapparee must die

Since Cromwell pushed us westward

To live our lowly lives

There's some of us have deemed to fight

From Tipperary mountains high

Noble men with wills of iron

Who are not afraid to die

Who'll fight with gaelic honour held on high

Chorus:

A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell

You who raped our Motherland

I hope you're rotting down in hell

For the horrors that you sent

To our misfortunate forefathers

Whom you robbed of their birthright

"To hell or Connought" may you burn in hell tonight

Of such a man I'd like to speak

A rapparee by name and deed

His family dispossessed and slaughtered

They put a price upon his head

His name is known in song and story

His deeds are legend still

And murdered for blood money

Was young Ned of the hill

You have robbed our homes and fortunes

Even drove us from our land

You tried to break our spirit

But you'll never understand

The love of dear old Ireland

That will forge an iron will

As long as there are gallant men

Like young Ned of the hill

***Version 2*** by Kristoffer Ekman

Capo 3rd fret

Intro ||:Am Em |Am Em |Am Em |Am |Am Em |C G|Am Em |Am Em Am:||

Am Em Am Em

Have you ever walked the lonesome hills and heard the curlews cry

Am Em Am

Or seen the raven black as night upon a windswept sky

Am Em C G

To walk the purple heather and hear the westwind cry

Am Em Am|Em Am ||

To know that's where the rapparee must die

Inst 1 |Am Em|Am Em Am|Am Em |Am Em Am||

Since Cromwell pushed us westward to live our lowly lives

There's some of us have deemed to fight from Tipperary mountains high

Noble men with wills of iron who are not afraid to die

Who'll fight with Gaelic honour held on high

A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell you who raped our Motherland

I hope you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent

To our misfortunate forefathers whom you robbed of their birthright

To hell or Connaught may you burn in hell tonight

Inst 2 |Am Em|Am Em Am||

Of such a man I'd like to speak a rapparee by name and deed

His family dispossessed and slaughtered they put a price upon his head

His name is know in song and story his deeds are legends still

And murdered for blood money was young Ned of the hill

You have robbed our homes and fortunes even drove us from our land

You tried to break our spirit but you'll never understand

The love of dear old Ireland that will forge and iron will

As long as there are gallant men like young Ned of the hill

Chorus 2

Inst 3 |Am Em |Am Em |Am Em|Am |Am Em |C G|Am Em |Am Em Am||

||:Am Em |Am Em |Am Em|Am |Am Em |C G|Am Em |Am Em Am:||

Chorus 3

Outro |Am Em |Am Em Am|Am Em |Am Em Am||

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