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no capo in C
Cate sings in G
which can be played
as written capo 7 or
played in G properly:

G Bm C Em
C G Em C
C C Bm Bm C G G
G Bm C G

    Bridget O'Malley

    by trad
    Oh [C] Bridgit O' [Em] Malley. You've [F] left my heart [Am] shaken
    With a [F] hopeless deso- [C] lation, I'd [Am] have you to [F] know
    It's the [F] wonders of admir- [Em] ation your [C] quiet face has [F] taken
    And your [F] beauty will [Em] haunt me wher- [F] ever I [C] go.

    [C] [Em] [F] [C]

    The white moon above the pale sands, the pale stars above the thorn tree
    Are cold beside my darling, but no purer than she
    I gaze upon the cold moon til the stars drown in the warm sea
    And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me.

    My Sunday it is weary, my Sunday it is grey now
    My heart is a cold thing, my heart is a stone
    All joy is dead within me, my life has gone away now
    Another has taken my love as own.

    The day it is approaching when we were to be married
    But it's better I should die than live only to grieve
    Oh, meet me my darling ere the sun sets o'er the barley
    And I'll meet you there, on the road to Drumslieve.

    Bridget O'Malley, you've left my heart shaken
    With a hopeless desolation, I'll have you to know
    it's the wonders of adoration youre quiet face has taken
    and your beauty will haunt me, wherever I go.