'Four Green Fields' by Misc Irish - Guitar Tutorial

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                               Four Green Fields
                                                 CAPO  none 



     C    G     C              F        C
     What did I have, said the fine old woman
          G     C          D                   G
     What did I have, this proud old woman did say
           C    G7    C                F     G7
     I had four green fields, each one was a jewel
         C     G7 C        D7                      G7    
     But stangers came and tried to take then from me
           C    G7     C                    F       G7
     I had fine strong sons, they fought to save my jewels
          F      G7       C                     D7    G7   C
     They fought and they died, and that was my grief said she.

     Long time ago, said the fine old woman
     Long time ago, this proud old woman did say
     There was war and death, plundering and pillage
     My children died, by mountain, valley and sea
     And their wailing cries, they shook the very heavens
     My four green fields, ran red with their blood, said she.

     What have I now, said the fine old woman
     What have I now, this proud old woman did say
     I have four green fields, one of them's in bondage
     In strangers hands, that tried to take it from me
     But my sons have sons, as brave as were there fathers
     My fourth green field, will bloom once again said she.