| Ballad of George and Pop |
| On the [G] slopes of the [D] Creggan [C] one morning in [G] May, [C] Four lads left their [G] base with hearts young and [D] gay, Their [G] cause was for [D] freedom- [C] a cause unde[G]nied, [C] And that foreign op[G]pressor they went to de[D]fy. While pa[G]troling our [D] streets [C] they met with the [G] foe, [C] And with guns at the [G] ready our lads had a [D] go. [chorus] So we`ll [G] raise up our [D] hands and we`ll [C] curse that British [Am] hand, Who tore [G] out the very [Em] hearts of men who [Am] dared to cross their [D] path, But my [G] heart is broke in [D] two, won`t you [C] tell me what to [Am] do, They couldn`t [G] stop poor George and [Em] Pop and they`ll [Am] not stop [D] me and [G] you. For the place it went silent when the shooting died down, Two young lads they lay dead on the streets of our town, Another two lives lost for the ongoing fight, And in Derry were mourned on that fateful night. [chorus] So we`ll [G] raise up our [D] hands and we`ll [C] curse that British [Am] hand, Who tore [G] out the very [Em] hearts of men who [Am] dared to cross their [D] path, But my [G] heart is broke in [D] two, won`t you [C] tell me what to [Am] do, They couldn`t [G] stop poor George and [Em] Pop and they`ll [Am] not stop [D] me and [G] you. Now Georgie and Pop they lie cold as stone, They died fighting for Derry, their own native home, So always remember and don`t ever forget, They died fighting for Ireland and we owe them debt. |