Celtic Rock
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(G) (D) (C) (A) (Bb) (A) (G) (F) Then (G) (D) (C) (D) (G) (D) (C) (A) Ye sons of Britain who once were free (Bb) (A) (G) (F) Ye now are slaves to the factory (G) (D) (C) (A) (Bb) (A) (G) (F) Those who walk the path of mole expect in time to kill thy soul (G) (D) (C) (A) (Bb) (A) (G) (F) Look down in the wood in the murky gloom trolls go marching two by two (G) (D) (C) (A) Down through the cave in the mouth of doom (Bb) (A) (G) (F) Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom, gloom (G) (D) (C) (D) Hey kala ho kala ho in jai But look Who should come by the mountain way Young Finn Hanley (A) lute he play Clothed in scarlet livery All wide eyed in the bright noon day Tiree tiraloo tiraloo I ay Creative intelligence has been crushed By industrial uniformity Instrumental hangs on the (D)
