The Galway Shawl

G  |  |  |  |      |      |Bm  |  |
In Oranmore in the County Galway
    |        |Em |  |       |A7      |C  |D7 |
One pleasant evening in the month of May
  |G      |  |  |        |         |Bm   |  |
I spied a damsel She was young and handsome
    |      |Em | |        |D7     |G  |C  |G  |
Her beauty fairly took my breath away

   She wore no jewels or costly diamonds
   No paint or powder, no none at all
   She wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
   All around her shoulder was the Galway shawl

As we kept on walking, she kept on talking
‘Til her father’s cottage came into view
Said she “Come in Sir and meet my father
And for to please him play the Foggy Dew”

I played the “Blackbird”
And the “Stack of Barley”
“Rodney’s Glory” and the “Foggy Dew”
She sang each note like an Irish linnet
And the tears flowed in her eyes of blue

‘Twas early, early, in the morning
I hit the road for old Donegal
Said she “Goodbye Sir” as she cried
And my heart remained with the Galway shawl