Flogging Molly - Oliver boy
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First: First Tab + I play the ukulele so I'm not 100% positive but it should sound
something like this:
OLIVER BOY - Flogging Molly
Tabbed by: milliontimes
E-mail: ritter.kai@gmx.de
Chords Used: Bm Bm Bm G E C E
[slow part]
Oh! BmOliver Boy what did you do?
But Bmcrush the hand you never shook
Then Bmrob the rights of people to be Bmfree
Oh! BmOliver Boy it's a terrible state
You Bmleft behind a worse off race
Where Bmdignity and pride fought for their Bmplace
Oh! GOliver Boy now Bmyou are gone
And Bmwe're still here where Bmwe belong
BmForgiveness being our strength you'll never Bmsee
[slow part over]
BmNow the sun shines on this page I write
Though it's Bmraining hard in Palestine
No Bmlands are promised lands
When will we Bmsee?
[Bm]
So don't tell me that your God's my God
I don't Bmthink they even care at all
Just a Bmpantomime behind a curtain lies de-Bmceit
Oh Glisten to me Bmbark out loud
With-Bmout a voice and Bmlittle growl
GSnapping at the Bmheels I wait
BmFor something more to change
Dm [fades directly into Chorus]
The more they stay the same
[Chorus 1]
BmOliver Boy! It's the same militia
EOliver Boy! Just the clothes are different
COliver Boy! It's the same old story
EWhere there's blood there's death not Bmglory
BmLook into these empty eyes
BmFed upon by parasites
BmAs beauty's ugly head devours its Bmplight
[Bm]
While the borders of our hate create
BmNothing more than each our fate
BmTrapped between our comfort and our Bmcrime
So Gstand along the Bmgraveyard wall
And Bmwatch the souls per-Bmform their song
GSing to us the Bmdead above
As the Bmmourners come to pray
The living stay Bmaway
[Chorus 2]
BmOliver Boy! It's the same militia
EOliver Boy! Just the clothes are different
COliver Boy! It's the same old story
EWhere there's blood there's death not glory
BmOliver Boy! We're all someone's sons
EAll of our Boys! Just put down the guns
COliver Boy! You're dead but listen
EYou were wrong but we're no diffe-Bmrent
[Solo - not figured out]
Bm Marching to the left,E everyone in step
Bm C Don't ask the question, Ewhy we're here with no direction
Bm Marching to the right,E this is not our fight
Bm C The curse of friction, Eborn of man and contradiction
[Chorus 2]
BmAll of our Boys!
[slow part]
BmNow the sun shines on this page I write
Though it's Bmraining hard in EPales-Bmtine
Enjoy!