Gordon Bok – Turn Ye To Me (Guitar)

              D       A
The stars are shining cheerily, cheerily

F#m   A            E          A
Ho-ro Mhai-ri-dhu, turn ye to me

    D                 A
The seabird is crying wearily, wearily

F#m   A            E          A
Ho-ro Mhai-ri-dhu, turn ye to me

D                             E          A
Cold are the storm winds that ruffle his breast

    E            D            A          E
Yet warm are the downy plumes lining his nest

               D            A              Bm
Cold blows the storm there, soft falls the snow there

F#m   A            E          A    D  E
Ho-ro Mhai-ri-dhu, turn ye to me

    D                 A
The waves are driving wearily, wearily

F#m   A            E          A
Ho-ro Mhai-ri-dhu, turn ye to me

    D                 A
The seabird is crying wearily, wearily

F#m   A            E          A
Ho-ro Mhai-ri-dhu, turn ye to me

D                           E           A
Hushed be thy moaning, lone bird of the sea

    E           D         A          E
Thy home on the rock is a shelter to thee

                D           A            Bm
Thy home is the angry wave, mine but the lonely grave

F#m   A            E          A
Ho-ro Mhai-ri-dhu, turn ye to me

D                           E           A
Hushed be thy moaning, lone bird of the sea

    E           D         A          E
Thy home on the rock is a shelter to thee

                D           A            Bm
Thy home is the angry wave, mine but the lonely grave

F#m   A            E          A
Ho-ro Mhai-ri-dhu, turn ye to me