Mandolin Orange - Blue ruin

^COne morning after drinking ^BHeavy in the ^Cnight ^FEvery inch of my poor bones seemed to ache and moan in ^Cwait ^{F C} Cause all our ^Dmtroubles come tomorrow We'll be ^Fgone and then it's on to Christmas ^Cmaj7Day

^CIf Jesus had been born ^BJust eleven days ^Cbefor^Fe ^{C F}Would the world have stopped to see

Headed for ^Cmaj7Newtown ^{F C} And of a^Dmll those on their way Could the ^Fmiracle have made One lay his g^Cuns d^Fown? ^C

^Fmaj7Ooooo ^Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Cmaj7

^CThat trigger stole his mind ^BHow am I to ^Cblame^{F C} I bet you n^Fever even aimed at ^Cmaj7one ^{F C} There's too many p^Dmeople killing people To ^Fput an end to evil What can be ^Cdone^F? ^C

Well for ^Fnow who'd like to tell me On that morning^Em when 27 ^Amfell How any ^Dmlesson in counting Could ever, ^Fever amount to watching them f^Call And why ^Gworst of all Come ^FChristmas ^Cmorning ^F They'll still be ^Amgone

^Fmaj7Oooo...ye^Cmaj7ah ^{F C Fmaj7}Oooo...Oo^Cmaj7oo ^{F C} Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Fmaj7 Cmaj7

^COne morning after drinking ^BHeavy in the ^Cnight I ^Fmaj7stopped to take a look at the crook that stole this holi^Cmaj7day ^{F C} Well this ^DmChristmas My only ^Fwish is We put these guns ^Cmaj7away ^{F C F C}