Wheel of Fortune - John Doyle Cover / Irish Music By Timmy Keenan, MAY 2025
Cover of my favorite John Doyle song from "Shadow and Light". A song with deep meaning. Lyrics below and if you hit "CC". DADGAD tuning but tuned down a whole step to CGCFGC. I've also added chords and lyrics on Ultimate Guitar website. @wompton @JohnDoyle
[Verse 1]
The snow falls hard, in Dawson City
I've a pick and shovel, and a pack on hand
I think on you, but it turns to grieving
6 thousand miles, from my native land
[Verse 2]
When first I saw you, my heart surrendered
No lass in Erin, could wound? me so
Your flowing hair, black as the raven
And your lips were red, as blood in snow
[Verse 3]
I saw you waliking so slight and graceful
Gathering lillies, in the market square
And I called to you, and you turned smiling
And I thought my heart it would break right there
[Verse 4]
All summer long, well we played and courted
Through Alyssa lough and Caroldeam (???)
And we swore that we'd be bound together
And let no other part the sea
[Chorus]
Turn around now, you wheel of fortune
You bind together you tear apart
We place our bets and we set you spinning
To bring us joy or break our hearts
[Verse 5]
I roamed to Scottland, all as a spalpeen
To dig potatoes and thresh the wheat
And I bought a ring, for to fit your finger
For to give to you when next we'd meet
[Verse 6]
With a joyous heart, I opened the door, Love
The dreadful evening as I returned
For there I found you, in the arms of another
Oh how my heart it did ache and burn
[Chorus]
Turn around now, you wheel of fortune
You bind together you tear apart
We place our bets and we set you spinning
To bring us joy or break our hearts
[Verse 7]
I roamed the world, all to forget you
to blanche the taste, that was once so sweet
From the burning heat, of Arizona
To the Rockies high and looming peaks
[Verse 8]
Not riches bright but rock and fools gold
This Yukon's treasures yield to me
I dig the dirt and I pan the streams, Love
In hopes that one day, I'll be free
[Verse 9]
Here I sit in Dawson City
The White-Horse Ferry has broght me o're
There's many a man in search of riches
Who sold his soul for less, not more
[Chorus]
Turn around now, you wheel of fortune
You bind together you tear apart
We place our bets and we set you spinning
To bring us joy or break our hearts