| C | G | |
| Tell me | why must a man be of | service |
| C | G | |
| To his | lord and the god seldom | high |
| C | G | |
| From the | grave spring the name of our | fathers |
| C | Am | D | |
| But there's no | glint in a | dead man's | eye |
| C | G | |
| Tell me | why are our fields filled with | hunger |
| C | G | |
| And f | ruitless the crop bitter | soil |
| C | G | |
| So I | say my farewell to a | nation |
| C | Am | D | |
| As the | leaf waves | goodbye to it's | son |
| Chorus |
| C | G | |
| So it's to | youth I sing you this | story |
| C | G | |
| And it's of | youth I sing it | now |
| C | G | |
| Like the | train that derails without | warning |
| Am | D | |
| I must | leave what I left far be | hind |
| C | D | |
| So good | bye, sweet Roisi | n Dubh |
| G | C | G | C | G | C | G | |
| I say | goo | dby | e |
| Verse 2: |
| C | G | |
| Tell me | why must our peace be this | puzzle |
| C | G | |
| That | fractures the land, splinters | war |
| C | G | |
| The last | nails cite the shame in our | coffin |
| C | Am | D | |
| But in the | end we must | all die | alone |
| Chorus |
| C | G | |
| So it's to | youth I sing you this | story |
| C | G | |
| And it's of | youth I sing it | now |
| C | G | |
| Like the | train that derails without | warning |
| Am | D | |
| I must | leave what I left far be | hind |
| C | D | |
| So good | bye, sweet Roisi | n Dubh |
| G | C | G | C | G | C | G | |
| I say | goo | dby | e |
| Bridge: |
| D | |
| And the | bark fell from tree |
| C | G | |
| To the | ground that they'll | bleed |
| D | G | |
| On the | anguish that never learned to | shout |
| D | |
| With the | clash of the drum |
| C | G | |
| We'll | surrender the | gun |
| D | G | |
| and on this | sadness we shall no longer | speak |
| C | G | |
| Until | time can live on our a | ll forgotten songs |
| C | D | |
| That's when | I and we will sing a | gain |
| G | C | D | G | |
| So goo | dbye to my | love, my | sweet Roisin | Dubh |
| G | C | G | C | D | G | G | C | G | |
| Goo | dbye now un | til we meet a | gai | n |
| C | G | |
| Tell me | why must our grief still be | greiving |
| C | G | |
| For a | language that never spoke it's | loss |
| C | G | |
| But this | tongue speak with fire will tear | down the barb wire |
| N.C. |
| And Rip the belly from the waxy ghost |
| Chorus |
| C | G | |
| So it's to | youth I sing you this | story |
| C | G | |
| And it's of | youth I sing it | now |
| C | G | |
| Like the | train that derails without | warning |
| Am | D | |
| I must | leave what I left far be | hind |
| C | G | |
| So it's to | youth I sing you this | story |
| C | G | |
| And it's of | youth I sing it | now |
| C | G | |
| Like the | train that derails without | warning |
| Am | D | |
| I must | leave what I left far be | hind |
| C | D | |
| So good | bye, sweet Roisi | n Dubh |
| G | C | G | C | |
| I say | goo | dby | e |
| C | D | |
| So goo | dbye, sweet Roisi | n Dubh |
| G | C | G | C | |
| I say | goo | dby | e |
| G | C | G | C | |
| Until we meet a | gai | n |
| G | C | G | C | |
| Until we meet a | gai | n |
| Until we meet... |
| Outro: |
| G | |
| Then she arrives to beautify |
| D | |
| But slumber now must | rest |
| G | |
| Oh my | Roisin Dubh |
| C | |
| I'll f | orever love |
| G | D | G | |
| The | youth you | once po | ssessed |
| That's it!!! Most of this song is mandolin driven. But sounds just fine on guitar as |
| Hope you enjoy it! Comments would be very appreciated:))) |