The Old Bog Road chords
by The Fureys- The Old Bog Road lyrics were written by Teresa Brayton - Irish nationalist, writer and poet, with music by Madeline King O'Farrelly from Rochfortbridge, County Westmeath.
- This cover by The Fureys is on the album - The Scattering
- Music: Key of D Major in 3/4 time at ~ 124 bpm
- Chords: D, D/C, D/B, D/A, Dsus2, Dsus4, Em, F#m, G, A, A7, Bm
- Capo: 2nd fret if playing with the video (E Major)
Chart Legend
Numbered Circles: Fingers used to play chords O: Optional Note
Barre Line: One finger holds down multiple strings R: Root Note
Unmarked strings: Play open X: Don't play string B: Bass Note
Barre Line: One finger holds down multiple strings R: Root Note
Unmarked strings: Play open X: Don't play string B: Bass Note
The Old Bog Road
Song Key is highlighted - Transpose to any other keyD D/C D/B D/A Intro: 3/4 | | | | | D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 | / | / | / | / | D A D 1. My feet are here on Broad-way D A This bles-sed har-vest morn, G D And oh! the ache that's in there D A D For the spot where I was born.| 𝄎 | D A D 2. My wea-ry hands are blis-tered, D A From work in cold and heat! G D Bm But oh! to swing a scythe a-gain D A D In fields of I-rish wheat.| 𝄎 | D G Bm Chorus: For I the chance to wan-der back, G Em A Or own a king's a-bode. D F#m G Em Just soon I'd see the haw-thorn tree A A7 D By the Old Bog Road.| 𝄎 | 𝄎 | 𝄎 | D A D 3. When I was young and rest-less D A My mind was ill at ease, G D Bm Through dream-ing of A-mer-i-ca, D A D And it's gold be-yond the seas.| 𝄎 | D A D 4. Oh, sor-row take their mo-ney, D A 'Tis hard to gain the same, G D Bm And what's this world to a-ny man D A D When no one speaks his name.| 𝄎 | D G Bm Chorus: I've had my day and here I am G Em A Build-ing bricks by load. D F#m G Em A long three thou-sand miles a-way A A7 D From the Old Bog Road.| 𝄎 | D A G Bm G Em A Da da da dee Da dee dee dee Da da dee da da D F#m G Em A D Da da da dee dee dee da Da da dee dee da | 𝄎 | 𝄎 | 𝄎 | D A D 5. Sure this life's a wea-ry puz-zle, D A Past find-ing out by man, G D Bm I'll live this life for what it's worth D A D And be the best I can.| 𝄎 | D A D 6. Since no one cares a rush for me D A I need not grieve no more, G D Bm I'll go my way and draw my pay D A D And smoke my pipe a-lone.| 𝄎 | D A G Bm Chorus: Each hu-man heart must know its grief G Em A Though lit-tle be it slow D F#m G Em So God be with you, Ire-land, A D And the Old Bog Road.| 𝄎 | D F#m G Em So God be with you, Ire-land... A A7 D And the Old Bog Road...
