Flogging Molly - Son never shines on closed

^DI saw her there^G fade from a^Dfar ^DHer hair gray cha^Grcoal Takes a^D drag from her^A tar I^G kissed her a^A smile but her^D blood red shot^G eye Said the^G son never^A shines on closed ^Cdoors

^DIt's been eight long^G years since I^D saw The^D woman who's^G labored Since the^D day I was^A born These^G wrinkles now^A face To that^D cold dark damp^G place Where the^G son never sh^Aines on closed doors^D

She said the^G son never sh^Aines on closed doors^D I^G open to f^Aind only hurr^Dicanes blow ^{A G}Takes me aw^Aay to the green^D fields of May ^G Because the^G son never sh^Aines on closed doors^D

^DDeath comes like a th^Gief in the night^D To^D steal while you sl^Geep the soul's^D flickering li^Aght Well^G maybe it's th^Aen she said I'll^D see you ag^Gain Because the^G son never sh^Aines on closed doors^D

She said the^G son never sh^Aines on closed doors^D I ^Gopen to fi^And only hurri^Dcanes blow ^{A G}Take me aw^Aay to the green ^Dfields of May ^G Because the^G son never sh^Aines on closed doors^D

And we^A all go the sa^Gme way home ^D yeah we^A all go the sa^Gme way home ^D