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I have to point out that the lyric is incomplete and probably full of mistakes... the words in this song are barely understandable... anyway whoever wants to send me corrections or whatever can do it on my e-mail (carloammatuna@libero.it)....i'd be so grateful about that... despite the strumming, which is kinda hard, the chords and the song in general are pretty easy...standard tuning...no capo... (when the indigoes play this song live there's just one guitar, fingerpicked by Emily, a mandolin strummed by Amy, the violin and the irish flute...)
Coh the boys of Dublin ? come to hearF their box of sins to tell tAmhe stories of their street to quill tFheir suffering they say let meC go another round and never takeF it laying down cause in mAmy heart i know i'm strong enFough to grow
yeah DamFo sings another song all the sonsF of ? all the daughFters of ? DFamo sings a song of Love AmDamo sings a sonFg of love C
and i do i know our violin except what made it here through the ports and through the hill a whistle and a jade they worked the fields, they worked the wheels and sang songs of slaves to keep the change from binding on to keep their bodies grave yeah Damo sings another song all the sons of ? all the daughters of ? road Damo sings a song of Love Damo sings a song of love