The Chieftains - St stephens day murders

I ^Bmknew of two sisters whose n^Aame it was ^DChristmas, And ^Aone was named^B Dawn of course, the ^Bmother ^Aone was named ^DEve. ^F# I ^Bmwonder if they grew up ^Ahating the ^Dseason, The ^Agood will that ^Bmlasts til the ^AFeast of St. ^DStephen For ^Dthat is the ^Bmtime to eat, ^Adrink, and be ^Dmerry, Til the ^Gbeer is all ^Dspilled and the ^Awhiskey has ^Dflowed. And the ^Dwhole family ^Bmtree you ne^Aglected to ^Dbury, Are ^Gfeeding their ^Dfaces unt^Emil they e^F#xplode.

There'll be ^Bmlaughter and ^Atears over ^GTia Mar^Aias, Mixed ^Dup with that^Bm drink made from ^Agirders. Cause it's ^Bmall we've got ^Aleft as they^G draw their last ^Abreath, Ah, it's ^Dnice for the ^Akids, as you ^Gfinally get ^Bmrid of them, ^GIn the St S^Dtephen's Day ^AMur^Dders.

^BmUncle is garglin' a ^Aheart-breaking ^Dair, While the ^Ababe in his ^Barms pulls out all ^Bmthat re^Amains of his ^Dhair. ^F# And we're^Bm not drunk enough yet to ^Adare criti^Dcize, The great ^Abig kipper ^Bmtie he's a^About to bap^Dtize. With his ^Dgin-flavored ^Bmwhiskers and k^Aisses of sh^Derry, His b^Gest Chrimbo ^Dshirt slung out ^Aover the ^Dshop. While the ^Dlights from the ^BmChristmas tree b^Alow up the t^Delly, His ^Gface closes ^Din like an ^Emold cold pork ^F#chop.

And the ^Bmcarcass of the ^Abeast left ^Gover from the ^Afeast, May s^Dtill be found ^Bmhaunting the ^Akitchen. And there's ^Bmlife in it ^Ayet, we may ^Glive to r^Aegret, When the ^Dones that we^Bm poisoned stop ^Atwitchin'.

There'll be ^Bmlaughter and ^Atears over ^GTia Mari^Aas, Mixed ^Dup with that ^Bmdrink made from ^Agirders. Cause it's ^Bmall we've got ^Aleft as they ^Gdraw their last ^Abreath, Ah, it's ^Dnice for the ^Akids, as you ^Gfinally get ^Bmrid of them,(RID OF THEM!) ^GIn the St S^Dtephen's Day ^AMurd^Ders.