***Come To The Bower - Trad. Arr. Shane MacGowan
from the album "The Crock Of Gold"

As far as I can tell this song is just G and C.  Although they are played
on different beats throughout the song. Listen for the timing.

Come To The Bower - as perfomed by Shane MacGowan and The Popes

         C           G                             C
Will you come to the Bower over the free boundless ocean
          C          G                        C
Where the stupendous waves roll in thundering motion
      C                                         G
Where mermaids are seen and the fierce tempests gather
        C                  G                C
To love Erin the green the dear land of our fathers

C
Will you come, will you, will you,
         G           C
will you come to the Bower

Will you come to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell
Lord Lucan of old and immortal O'Connell
Where Brian chased the Danes and St. Patrick the vermin
And whose valleys remain still most beautiful and charming

Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower

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Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower

You can see Dublin City and the fine groves of Blarney
The Bann, The Boyne, The Liffey and the lakes of Killarney
You can ride on the tide over the broad majestic Shannon
You can sail round Lough Neagh and see storied Dungannon

Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower

Will you come and awake our dear land from it's slumber
And her fetters we'll break links that long are encumbered
And the air will resound with Hosannas to greet you
On the shore will be found gallant Irishmen to meet you