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Corrymeela

G   C  G
Oh, Ireland.
         C  G
Oh, Corrymeela.
            C    G
Oh, hill of harmony.
            D/F#
I need your loving people.


      G
I was angry with myself; I was lost and confused.
             C
There was no unkind word or bitter thought I hadn't used.
        D
All the anger I carried was bound to explode.

I was walking in a rage down a long hard road.


         C  G             C      G
Oh, Corrymeela, I need to rest myself.
          C
I need to discover myself again.
         D/F#
Oh, Corrymeela, I need a peaceful vision.
                                           C  G   D7/F#   G
Oh, let my only decision be to lay down my sorrows.

I was sure that I was right, and I knew that I was wrong.
I couldn't feel one way about anything for very long.
The blame for all my troubles pointed everywhere but me.
I was as full of hate as anyone you'll ever see.

Oh, Corrymeela, I need to rest myself.
I need to discover myself again.
Oh, Corrymeela, I need a peaceful vision.
Oh, let my only decision be to lay down my sorrows.

Em                             A
Just to feel the anger leaving me.
                                    Em
Just to feel the burning bitterness die.
                             A
Oh, show me the sea, let its music heal me.
                            D/F#
Show me a field where I can lie.
         C  G   D7/F#   G
Oh, Corrymeela.

I was tearing myself apart; I was my own worst enemy.
There didn't seem to be an answer to my misery.
I knew that I was wrong; I was sure that I was right.
I was cursing the darkness and blowing out the light.

Oh, Corrymeela, I need to rest myself.
I need to discover myself again.
Oh, Corrymeela, I need a peaceful vision.
Oh, let my only decision be to lay down my sorrows.

Just to feel the anger leaving me.
Just to feel the burning bitterness die.
Oh, show me the sea, let its music heal me.
Show me a field where I can lie.
Oh, Corrymeela.

I was tearing myself apart; I was my own worst enemy.
There didn't seem to be an answer to my misery.
I was sure that I was wrong, and I knew that I was right.
I was cursing the darkness and blowing out the light.

Oh, Corrymeela, I need to rest myself.
I need to discover myself again.
Oh, Corrymeela, I need a peaceful vision.
Oh, let my only decision be to lay down my sorrows.

            D7/F#
Lay down my sorrows.
         C  G
Oh, Corrymeela.

(Words and music by Tom Paxton, 1983)

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