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
