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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] x2 Em Em G Am Em Em C G Em Em Am C Em G Em Em [Verse]
Auld EmNick patron saint o' thieves, Gmurderers and saiDlors Strike thesEme shackles from me uhC-huhD EmSlide the bolt from out the door and Gtear down all the Dwire My Cbaby's growin' cold and I'm on Dfire
The Emwind that whistles off the hills and Gcarries her Dperfume EmCarries too a lonely carol Cbadly out of Dtune EmFor just tonight beyond these walls I'd Glay a mountain Dlow And Csing to her like only I Dknow how
[Chorus]
They don't Emhang no fairy lights these Grusty iron Dbars So I Emburn a paper lamp for her to Csee D Though she's Emleft like a widow of a Gwar that never Dwas There's a Clight still burns Din me
[Break] Em Em G Am Em Em C G Em Em Am C Em G Em Em
Auld EmNick patron saint o' merchants, Gpawnmen and the jDudges Who Embarter with the lives of men, the Cbattlers and the Dbludgers Go Emhaunt the dogs awhile they sleep and Gthrash 'em round to Dsense There's to Cmany good boys this side of the Dfence
[Chorus]
They don't Emhang no fairy lights these Grusty iron Dbars So I Emburn a paper lamp for her to Csee D Though she's Emleft like a widow of a Gwar that never Dwas There's a Clight still burns Din me
[Break] Em Em G Am Em Em C G Em Em Am C Em G Em Em [Bridge]
There's boys in Amhere for liftin' gear from Cnon-be-wary strangers And Gnewly minted ne'er-do-wells and Dthem born with the dangers For Amlivin' less than fruitful lives, Ctoppin' less than faithful wives A Gbroken line of fools that span the Dages
[Chorus]
They don't Emhang no fairy lights these Grusty iron Dbars So I Emburn a paper lamp for her to Csee D Though she's Emleft like a widow of a Gwar that never Dwas There's a Clight still burns Din me
[Break] Em Em G Am Em Em C G Em Em Am C Em G Em Em
Auld EmNick patron saint of fools from Gboth sides of the Dlaw For hiEms sake wipe the dirty grin off Cthat fat bastards Djaw We'Emre lovers of tradition & we Gmight yet find a Dway To Chold them bloody keys come boxiDng day
[Chorus]
They don't Emhang no fairy lights these Grusty iron Dbars So I Emburn a paper lamp for her to Csee D Though she's Emleft like a widow of a Gwar that never Dwas There's a Clight still burns Din me
NC Burn it boys [Outro] x2 Em Em G Am Em Em C G Em Em Am C Em G Em Em Em G Em Em Em G Em