My Lagan Love The Corrs # #My Lagan Love - The Corrs # [G]Where Lagan streams sing lullabies, there blow[F]s a lily[G] fair. [CFC] [G] When twilight gleam is in her eye, the night is on her hair. [F] [G] [CFC] [G] And like a lovesick [C]lenashee[G], she [C9]hath my heart i[D]n thrall. [G] No life have I, no liberty, for love is Lord of[F] all. [G] [CFC] [G] And sometimes when the beetles horn has lulled the eve to sleep,[F] [G] [CFC][G] I steal into her sheiling lorn and through the do[F]orwa (chordiearchive.chordie.com)
