Released 2006
2/4 timing, 86bpm, 2 Strums per Chord
- means repeat the previous chord
arrows help singers to know where the melody is going
Traditional Ulster song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLN-tqIIhko
(If its too low to sing, try Capo 3)
Intro
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Verse 1
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From sweet Dungannon to ↑Ballyshannon
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And from Cully↓hanna to Old Ar↓boe.
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I _have roamed and rambled, caroused and gambled
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Where songs do thunder and whiskey flows
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It being ↑late and early, ↑I've tramped through Derry
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And to Porta↓ ferry in the County ↓Down
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But_with all my rakin', and undertaking
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My heart was achin' for Omagh Town!
Verse 2
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When life grew dreary and ↑I grew weary
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I set sail for ↓England from Derry ↓quay
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And_t'was when I landed sure fate commanded
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That I to London should make my way
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Where ↑manys a gay night ↑from dark till daylight
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I spent with ↓people of high re↓nown
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But_with all their glamour and uproarious manner
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My lip's did stammer, 'Sweet, Omagh Town'!
Instrumental
"As Verse"
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Verse 3
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And in further goin,' my ↑wild oats sowin
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To New York ↓City I crossed the ↓sea
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Where the congregations of rich relations
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Stood at the harbour to welcome me
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In ↑grand apparel, ↑like dukes or earls
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They tried to ↓raise me with sword and ↓crown
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But_with all their splendour and heaps to spend sure
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My heart was aching for Omagh Town'!
Verse 4
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And when life is o-ver an' ↑I shall hover
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A-bove the ↓gates where Saint Peter ↓stands
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And he will call me for to install me
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A-mong the saints in the golden lands
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And ↑I shall answer, ↑'I am sure it's grand, sir
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For to play the ↓harp and to wear the ↓crown
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But_I bein' humble, sure I'll never grumble
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If Heaven's as charmin' as Omagh Town'!
