Sarah Jarosz - Shankill butchers

^F#mThe shankill butchers ^Dride tonight You ^C#mbetter shut your windows tight ^F#mThey're sharpening their cleavers and their ^Dknives And ^C#mtaking all their whiskey by the pint

'Cause everybody ^F#mknows If you ^Ddon't ^Emind your mother's ^F#mwords A ^F#mwicked wind will ^Dblow Your ^Eribbons from your ^F#mcurls Everybody moan, everybody ^Dshake ^C#mThe shankill butche^N.C.rs wanna catch you Aw^F#make

^F#mThey used to be just like me and ^Dyou They ^C#mused to be sweet little boys ^F#mBut something went horribly ^Daskew Now ^C#mkilling is their only source of joy

'Cause everybody ^F#mknows If you ^Ddon't ^Emind your mother's ^F#mwords ^F#mA wicked wind will ^Dblow Your ^Eribbons from your ^F#mcurls Everybody moan, everybody ^Dshake The ^C#mshankill butchers w^N.C.anna catch you ^F#mAwake

^F#mThe shankill butchers on the ^Drise The^C#my're waiting till the dead of night ^F#mThey're picking at their fingers with their ^Dknives And ^C#mwiping off their cleavers on their thighs

'Cause everybody ^F#mknows... If you ^Ddon't ^Emind your mother's ^F#mwords A^F#m wicked wind will ^Dblow ^EYour ribbons from your ^F#mcurls Everybody moan, everybody ^Dshake

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