Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
The Blind Fiddler
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Dm |
I |
lost my eyes in the blacksmith shop |
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Gm |
Dm |
in the year of ' |
Fifty- |
Six, |
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Bb |
F |
C |
Am |
While |
dusting out a |
T-planch, which was |
out of |
fix. |
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Bb |
F |
C |
Am |
It |
bounded from the |
tongs and there |
concealed my |
doom. |
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Dm |
A7 |
Gm |
Dm |
I |
am a blind |
fiddler and |
far from my |
home. |
I've been to San Francisco, I've been to Doctor Lane,
He operated on one of my eyes, but nothing could he gain.
He told me that I'd never see, and it's no use to mourn:
I am a blind fiddler and far from my home.
I have a wife and three little ones, depending now on me;
To share all my troubles, whatever they may be.
I hope that they'll be careful while I'm compelled to roam.
I am a blind fiddler and far from my home.
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