Flogging Molly - May the living be dead in our wake
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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
D G Bm A
D G D A D
[Verse]
Said her Dname was marie
From the banks of the lGee
With the Bmprettiest eyes my own had ever Aseen
Her haDir like ripples
They danced with the tGide
As our hDearts washed away to thAe sea D
Was she seDnt down from the heavGens above
Her brDeath pure as whiskey my heBmart fell in love
Now the Ddevil is courtin' a differenGt tune
And I lauDgh as the tears wasAh the rain D
[Chorus]
Tell me Gwhy no one`s listDenin?
Is thereA nothing at all left Dto say
In a worGld so unforgiving D
You mean moAre to me each every daBmy
GSo may the livDing be deAad in our wake D
D G D A D
[Verse]
One colDd winters night behind the clouds stars did hide G
And the Bmghost of our souls thanking Christ we're Aalive
Our spDirits they crackled with lovers fiGrst sight
Till theD mornin' came frAesh with a new D
Will youD dance wGith me now heavens child sang the clown
We`ve noDthing leBmft to lose but your wings and my frown
Where ovDer the hills where the valleys wilGl ring
To the sDound of ourA love singin'D true
[Chorus]
Tell me Gwhy no one`s listDenin?
Is thereA nothing at all left Dto say
In a worGld so unforgiving D
You mean moAre to me each every daBmy
GSo may the livDing be deAad in our wake D
[Bridge]
D G Bm A
D G D A D
[Verse]
But the Bmsummer sun is meAlting now
With theG leaves i`ll soon be Dgone
Will you have the Dstrength when the emAptiness
Shadows faGll
Or will Bmyour aching hearAt be ripped apart
GBy the bDeating from the storm
DOr will Ahowling Ggales like yesterdays be gone
AYeah be gone... be gone
D G Bm A
D G D A D
Was she seDnt down from the heavGens above
Her brDeath pure as whiskey my heBmart fell in love
Now the Ddevil is courtin' a differenGt tune
And I lauDgh as the tears wasAh the rain D
[Chorus]
Tell me Gwhy no one`s listDenin?
Is thereA nothing at all left Dto say
In a worGld so unforgiving D
You mean moAre to me each every daBmy
GSo may the livDing be deAad in our wake D
Tell me Gwhy no one`s listDenin?
Is thereA nothing at all left Dto say
In a worGld so unforgiving D
You mean moAre to me each every daBmy
GSo may the livDing be deAad in our wake D
[Outro]
D G Bm A
D G D A D