THE OLD WAYS (The Visit - 1991) Intro: ( Bm - A - G - Em ) x 2 Bm A G Em The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you Bm A G Em The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you Bm A On a dark new year's night G By the west coast of Clare A I heard your voice singing Bm A Your eyes danced the song G Your hands played the tune A T'was a vision before me. Bm A G We left the music behind and the dance carried on A As we stole away to the seashore Bm A G We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair A And with sadness you paused. Bm A Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go G A My world was not yours, your eyes told me so Bm A Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time G - A - Bm And I wondered why. Bm A G As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea A A vision came o'er me Bm A G Of thundering hooves and beating wings A In clouds above. Bm A As you turned to go I heard you call my name, G A Like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly Bm A "The old ways are lost", you sang as you flew G - A - Bm And I wondered why. Bm A G Em The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you Bm A G Em The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you Bm A G Em The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you Bm A G Em The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you - pelirrojo2006@gmail.com -