First: First Tab + I play the ukulele so I'm not 100% positive but it should sound
something like this:
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OLIVER BOY - Flogging Molly
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Tabbed by: milliontimes
E-mail: [email protected]
Chords Used: Dm Am Em C D F A
[slow part]
Dm
Oh! Oliver Boy what did you do?
Am
But crush the hand you never shook
Em Dm
Then rob the rights of people to be free
Dm
Oh! Oliver Boy it's a terrible state
Am
You left behind a worse off race
Em Dm
Where dignity and pride fought for their place
C Dm
Oh! Oliver Boy now you are gone
Am Dm
And we're still here where we belong
Am Dm
Forgiveness being our strength you'll never see
[slow part over]
Dm
Now the sun shines on this page I write
Am
Though it's raining hard in Palestine
Em
No lands are promised lands
Dm
When will we see?
[Dm]
So don't tell me that your God's my God
Am
I don't think they even care at all
Em Dm
Just a pantomime behind a curtain lies de-ceit
C Dm
Oh listen to me bark out loud
Am Dm
With-out a voice and little growl
C Dm
Snapping at the heels I wait
Am
For something more to change
Dm [fades directly into Chorus]
The more they stay the same
[Chorus 1]
Dm
Oliver Boy! It's the same militia
D
Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different
F
Oliver Boy! It's the same old story
A Dm
Where there's blood there's death not glory
Dm
Look into these empty eyes
Am
Fed upon by parasites
Em Dm
As beauty's ugly head devours its plight
[Dm]
While the borders of our hate create
Am
Nothing more than each our fate
Em Dm
Trapped between our comfort and our crime
C Dm
So stand along the graveyard wall
Am Dm
And watch the souls per-form their song
C Dm
Sing to us the dead above
Am
As the mourners come to pray
Dm
The living stay away
[Chorus 2]
Dm
Oliver Boy! It's the same militia
D
Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different
F
Oliver Boy! It's the same old story
A
Where there's blood there's death not glory
Dm
Oliver Boy! We're all someone's sons
D
All of our Boys! Just put down the guns
F
Oliver Boy! You're dead but listen
A Dm
You were wrong but we're no diffe-rent
[Solo - not figured out]
Dm D
Marching to the left, everyone in step
Dm F A
Don't ask the question, why we're here with no direction
Dm D
Marching to the right, this is not our fight
Dm F A
The curse of friction, born of man and contradiction
[Chorus 2]
Dm
All of our Boys!
[slow part]
Dm
Now the sun shines on this page I write
Am A Dm
Though it's raining hard in Pales-tine
Enjoy!
