The Hills of Dingle by The Great Whiskey Project
Tabbed by: Luke Stirton
Capo 2
C G
From the wood floors of Dublin,
Am F
To the tent in Killkenny,
C G F
Every place that I laid my head,
G C
I was dreaming of you.
C G
And the pints kept coming,
Am F
And the Scotsmen poured us whiskey.
C G
Every glass that I raised, I
F G C
Raised another for you.
C F Am G
When the sun went down over the hills of Dingle
C F G
And was swallowed whole by the sea,
C F Am G
Well, I knew right then: forever was tomorrow.
C F G C
Yeah, I knew right then that you were made for me.
C G
And the songs in Cork,
Am F
And the banjos in Doolin:
C G F
Every place that I raised my voice
G C
It was only for you.
C G
And the tunes we wrote,
Am F
And the strings we broke:
C G F
Every time that I sang a song
G C
It was only for you.
C F Am G
When the sun went down over the hills of Dingle
C F G
And was swallowed whole by the sea,
C F Am G
Well, I knew right then: forever was tomorrow.
C F G C
Yeah, I knew right then that you were made for me.
C G
From the wood floors of Dublin,
Am F
To the tent in Killkenny,
C G F
Every place that I laid my head,
G C
I was dreaming of you.
C G
And the songs we wrote,
Am F
Every string we broke:
C G F
Every time that I raised my voice
G C
It was only for you.
C F Am G
And when the sun went down over the hills of Dingle
C F G
And was swallowed whole by the sea,
C F Am G
Well, I knew right then: forever was tomorrow.
C F G G G Am
Yeah, I knew right then that you were made... made... made for me.
Am F C G
Am F G G
Am F C G
Am F G G
Am F C G
Am F G G
C C C C (o) G C
C C C C (o) G C
C C C C (o) G C