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[Verse]

      Bm             D                   G                  D
O my name is William MacDonnell, I have come across the sea
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I am no handsome man of wealth, nor do I plan to be
      G              D                     G                A
But I've a treasure fit for kings, and beggars all the same
     G                                                        Bm
And she comes with me wherever I go, sometimes she calls my name

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My father worked his life away, diggin' for the coal
           G                    Bm        G               A
To the central lowlands every day, with shovel he would go
         G                   Bm        G                 A
And he left for me the only thing, he felt he had twas fine
           G                                          Bm             A
It is my pride and joy, it's yours now boy read the note he left behind


[Chorus]

     D               Bm                G                Bm          D
No apple falls far from a tree, now I pass this fiddle down to thee
   G                D                  Em                  A
Hold it near your heart and soul, and let your passions guide your bow
      G              D                    G            Bm
And when the music sweet does play, know I'll be not far away
           C                                  Em            A
Though my body lies down with the coal, my spirit lies for you to hold
                  G    D G A
In the fiddle and bow


[Verse]

          Bm             D                         G            Bm
So with fiddle strapped upon my back I set out to see new lands
        G                Bm             G                 A
I have lived a wild and rovin' life, played to meek and grand
         G                Bm              G                A
And to all I played with all I had and I could not help believe
          G                                                     Bm   A
When I'd draw the bow across the strings, somehow I'd set him free


[Lead]
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[Chorus]

     D               Bm                G                Bm          D
No apple falls far from a tree, now I pass this fiddle down to thee
   G                D                  Em                  A
Hold it near your heart and soul, and let your passions guide your bow
      G              D                    G            Bm
And when the music sweet does play, know I'll be not far away
           C                                  Em            A
Though my body lies down with the coal, my spirit lies for you to hold
                  G    D G D G D
In the fiddle and bow