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THERE WERE ROSES
by: The Crossing
recording: _Dancing at the Crossroads_
xcribed by: d.baderman

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My song for you this evenin, it's not to make you sad
Bm A G
Or for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
D G A D
Lately I've been thinkin and it just won't leave my mind
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And I tell you of two friends one time, they're both good friends of mine
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Isaac Scott from Banagh, he lived just across the fields
Bm A G
And he's a great man for the music and the dancing and the reels
D G A D
McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair
Bm A G D
And we'd often meet on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air
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There were roses, roses
G D
There were roses
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And the tears of the people ran togeather

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Now Isaac he was Protestant, And Sean was Catholic born
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But it never made a difference for the friendship it was strong
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And sometimes in the evenings when we heard the sound of drums
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We said it won't divide us, for we'll always be the one
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For the ground our fathers plowed in, the soil it is the same
Bm A G
And the places where we say our prayers they just got different names
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We talked about the friends who'd died, we hoped there'd be no more
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But it's little then we realized the tragedy in store
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D G A D
Well it was on a Sunday morning when the awful news came round
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Another killing had been done just outside Newry town
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We knew that Isaac danced up there, we knew he liked the bands
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But when we heard that he was dead we just could not understand
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Gathered at the graveside on one cold and rainy day
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The minister, he closed his eyes and for no revenge he prayed
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And those of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road
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We bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul
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D G A D
Now fear it filled the countryside, there was fear in every home
Bm A G
And late at night a car came prowling round the Ryan Road
D G A D
A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score
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But oh God, it's young McDonald that they've taken from the door
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"But Isaac was my friend," he cried, and he begged them with his tears
Bm A G
But the centuries of hatred have ears that cannot hear
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An eye for an eye, it was all that filled their minds
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And another eye for another eye til everyone is blind
CH:
D G A D
Well my song for you this evenin it's not to make you sad
Bm A G
Or for adding to the sorrows of our troubled northern land
D G A D
But lately I've been thinkin and it just won't leave my mind
Bm A G D
And I'll tell you of two friends one time, they were both good friends of
mine
D G A D
Now I don't know where the moral is or where this song should end
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But I wonder just how many wars are fought between good friends
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And those who give the orders, they are not the ones to die
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But it's Scott, and McDonald, and the likes of you and I
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CH: + there were roses, roses there were roses.
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..all our superstars are suicidal casualties
and our heros die in motel rooms and motorcades..
R. Stonehill "Through the Glass Darkly"
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