The Holy Ground --- Trad.
Fare thee [G]well my lovely [D]Di-[G]nah.
A thousand [D]times a-[G]dieu.
(For) we’re going a-[Em]way from the [C]Holy [D]Ground
And the [G]girls we all love [D7]true.
We will [G]sail the [D]salt seas [G]over
And then re-[Em]turn to [C]sho-[D]ore,
To [C]see again the [Em]girls we love
And the [G]Holy [D7]Ground once [G]more.
FINE GIRL YOU ARE!
You’re the girl I [Em]do a-[C]do-[D]ore,
And [C]still I live in [Em]hope to see
The [G]Holy [D7]Ground once [G]more
And [G]now the storm is [D]rag- [G]ing,
And [D]we are far from [G]shore.
Our good old [Em]ship is [C]tossing a- [D]bout
And the [G]rigging is all [D7]tore.
And the [G]secret [D]of my [G]mind is this;
You’re the [Em]girl I [C]do a-[D]dore.
And [C]still I live in [Em]hope to see
The [G]Holy [D7]Ground once [G]more.
FINE GIRL YOU ARE!
You’re the girl I [Em]do a-[C]do-[D]ore,
And [C]still I live in [Em]hope to see
The [G]Holy [D7]Ground once [G]more
And [G]now the storm is [D]o-o[G]ver,
And [D]we are safe and [G]well.
We’ll go in-[Em]to a [C]public [D]house
And we’ll [G]sit and drink like [D7]Hell!
We will [G]drink strong [D]ale and [G]porter,
And we’ll [Em]make the [C]rafters [D]roar.
And [C]when our money [Em]is all spent
We will [G]go to [D7]sea once [G]more.
FINE GIRL YOU ARE!
You’re the girl I [Em]do a-[C]do-[D]ore,
And [C]still I live in [Em]hope to see
The [G]Holy [D7]Ground once [G]more
FINE GIRL YOU ARE!