Flogging Molly - Whats Left Of The Flag

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what’s left of the flag – flogging molly
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by : assassin_dude
originaly tabed by satan clause . i just wanted to put the chords on the right place .
for rythm listen to the song ; ) .

G C G
his eyes shot up and his last breath spoke
Em
he had seen all to be seen
G C G
a life once full , now an empty vase
D G
with the blossoms on his early grave
C G
walk away me boy , walk away me boy
Em D
and by mornin’ we’ll be free
G C G
wipe the golden tear from your mother dear
D G
and raise what’s left of the flag for me .

[ n . C . ] x x x
then the rosary beads count them one , two , three
Em
fell apart as they hit the floor .
G C G
in our garb of black we must pay respect
D G
to the color we’re born to mourn .
C G
walk away me boy , walk away me boy
Em D
and by mornin’ we’ll be free
G C G
wipe the golden tear from your mother dear
D G
and raise what’s left of the flag for me .

G C G E
G C G D G

G C G
in his place there grew an angry festered wound
Em
filled with hatred and remorse
G C G
where i’d pick and scratch till the blood it matched
D G
the silent rage now that fills my lungs
G C G
for there are many ways to kill a man they say
Em
with bayonette , axe , or sword
G C G
but son a bullet fired from a shapeless guise
D G
leaves but the shell of a thompson gun .

C G
walk away me boy , walk away me boy
Em D
and by mornin’ we’ll be free
G C G
wipe the golden tear from your mother dear
D G
and raise what’s left of the flag for me .

G C G E
G C G D G

Em ( hold ) Em ( hold ) D
from the eastern to the western shore
Em ( hold ) Em ( hold ) D
where many men and many more will fall .
C G
but no angel flies with me tonight
Em D
till freedom reigns on all
G C G
and curse the name for which we slaved our days
D G
till every man shall his kingdom come

G C G E
G C G D G
C G E D
G C G D G

G C G
but sure as night turns day ends the passion play
Em
oh my god what have they done
G C G
with madman’s rage well they dug our graves
D G
but the dead rise again you fools

C G
walk away me boy , walk away me boy
Em D
and by mornin’ we’ll be free
G C G
wipe the golden tear from your mother dear
D G
and raise what’s left of the flag for me .
C G
walk away me boy , walk away me boy
Em D
and by mornin’ we’ll be free
G C G
wipe the golden tear from your mother dear
[ n . C ]
and raise what’s left of the flag for me .

G C G D G

best played with a glas of whiskey ; ) cheers