Misc Traditional – Teddy Oneill (Guitar)

    C              Am           F         G
I dreamt all last night, O bad ces to my dreamin'

     C         Am                  Bbmaj7    G
I'd die if I thought 'twould come surely to pass.

    C               Am            F           G
I dreamt while the tears down my pillow went rolling

      C         Am            F     G    C
That Teddy was courting an - other fair lass.

     G       G7                         C         C/B
And didn't I wake with the weeping and wailing?

    Am          Am7           D           G
The pain in my heart was too deep to con-ceal.

    C             Am         F             G
My mother cried, "Nora dear, what is your ailing?"

     C           Am           F    G7 C
But all I could answer was, "Teddy O' Neill."

     C            Am       F            G
I've seen the old cabin be-yond the wee boreen;

     C             Am              Bbmaj7     G
I've seen the old crossroads where we used to dance.

      C          Am             F             G
I've rambled the lane where he called me his storeen,

    C          Am             F         G  C
And my girlish heart felt the thrill of ro-mance.

     G      G7                      C         C/B
But now all around is so sad and so dreary,

     Am          Am7          D         G
All dark and all silent -- no piper, no reel.

    C        Am             F               G
Not even the sun through my casement shines cheery,

      C         Am           F     G7 C
Since I left my darling boy, Teddy O' Neill.

       C        Am           F            G
Will I ever for-get when the big ship was ready,

        C           Am          Bbmaj7     G
And the time it was come for my love to de-part?

      C            Am              F           G
How I cried like a child, "Oh good-bye to you, Teddy!"

  C          Am            F       G   C
A tear on my cheek, and a stone in my heart.

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He said 'twas to better his fate he went roaming.

    Am            Am7         D           G
But what would be gold to the joy I would feel,

        C         Am          F          G
If he'd only come back to me, tender and loving,

     C           Am           F     G7 C
Yet poor, but my own darling, Teddy O' Neil?