Flogging Molly - The kilburn high

^GMany's the day I took for granted ^AmBreathing the air that silenced^Em some As the ^EmNorth Wind blew

^AmBeating its breast with a war drenched ^Gsong ^GBathe ^Amawhile, awash in ^Cslumber ^GCry what's ^Amleft to ^Dsleep Where you ^Gdream of the ^Amlove you left for^Cever But ^Gpity no ^Ammore nor ^Dgrieve

For we're the ^Gkings of it ^Call From the ^Amday we were ^Dborn Now we're the ^GKings of the ^AmKilburn ^DHigh Sure we'll ^Galways take a ^Cdrop and we'll ^Amnever leave a ^Dsup Your empty ^Gglass is but a ^Amtear filled ^Deye C D Em<--(that Em is the same as the Intro Em) We were the Kings of the Kilburn High

^GListen to the sound of dead men dying ^AmMarch as they flee but exiled ^Embound Their ^Emship once sailed no longer anchors For ^Amgone is the green And their hallowed ^Gground ^EmToast to ^Amtears of times past ^Cglories This ^Gageless ^Amclock chime ^Dstalls Where to ^Gkiss the ^Amlips of that love for^Cgotten To ^Gfly where no ^Amothers have ^Dsoared

For we're the ^Gkings of it ^Call From the ^Amday we were ^Dborn Now we're the ^GKings of the ^AmKilburn ^DHigh Sure we'll ^Galways take a ^Cdrop and we'll ^Amnever leave a ^Dsup Your empty ^Gglass is but a ^Amtear filled ^Deye We were the ^CKings of the ^DKilburn ^EmHigh C D Em<--(that Em is the same as the Intro Em) We were the Kings of the Kilburn High

^EmToast to ^Amtears of times past ^Cglories This ^Gageless ^Amclock chime ^Dstalls Where to ^Gkiss the ^Amlips of that love for^Cgotten To ^Gfly where no ^Amothers have ^Dsoared

For we're the ^Gkings of it ^Call From the ^Amday we were ^Dborn Now we're the ^GKings of the ^AmKilburn ^DHigh Sure we'll ^Galways take a ^Cdrop and we'll ^Amnever leave a ^Dsup Your empty ^Gglass is but a ^Amtear filled ^Deye For we're the ^Gkings of it ^Call From the ^Amday we were ^Dborn Now we're the ^GKings of the ^AmKilburn ^DHigh Sure we'll ^Galways take a ^Cdrop and we'll ^Amnever leave a ^Dsup Your empty ^Gglass is but a ^Amtear filled ^Deye We were the ^CKings of the ^DKilburn ^EmHigh We were the ^CKings of the ^DKilburn &quo^Emt;Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight"