Pagan Once Again --- Leslie Fish

When [G]childhood’s fire was in my blood,
I [C]dreampt of [D7]ancient [G]dreemen.
Against the cross who [Em]boldly [G]stood,
As [C]Pagans [Am]and as [D7]heathen.
And [D]then I prayed I yet might see
The [C]Druids [Am]in the [B7]glen;
And [C]Ireland [A7]long the [D]Church’s toy,
Be [G]Pagan [D]once a-[G]gain. 

[chorus] (Be) [G]Pagan once a-[C]gain,
             Be [Am]Pagan once a-[D7]gain.
             And [G]Ireland long the [C]Church’s [D]toy
             Be [G]Pagan [D]once a-[G]gain. 

[G]Old gods only sleep, you know,
Al-[C]though be-[D7]trayed and [G]slandered.
They guarded us from [Em]every [G]woe,
And [C]blessed each [Am]crop and [D7]fine herd.
Then [D]Patrick drove the snakes away
And [C]brought the [Am]churches [B7]in;
‘Twas [C]a poor [A7]bargain, [D]I would say.
Be [G]Pagan [D]once a-[G]gain. 

            [chorus]

And [G]ever since that wretched day
When [C]Erin [D7]first went [G]Christian,
We’ve suffered woe in [Em]every [G]way,
Our [C]freedom [Am]made the [D7]worst sin.
They [D]set us at each other’s throats
To [C]murder [Am]kith and [B7]kin.
Too [C]long we’ve [A7]been their [D]Judas goats.
Be [G]Pagan [D]once a-[G]gain. 

            [chorus]

Both [G]Catholic and Protestant led
[C]Us ‘round [D7]by our [G]noses.
Distracting from the [Em]deadly [G]scent
Of [C]England’s [Am]bloody [D7]roses.
Kick [D]every preacher ‘cross the sea;
Burn [C]out their [Am]golden [B7]dens.
It’s the [C]only [A7]way we’ll [D]e’er be free.
Be [G]Pagan [D]once a-[G]gain. 

[chorus] (Be) [G]Pagan once a-[C]gain,
             Be [Am]Pagan once a-[D7]gain.
             And [G]Ireland long the [C]Church’s [D]toy
             Be [G]Pagan [D]once a-[G]gain.

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