Indigo Girls - Damo

i have to point out that the lyric is incomplete and probably full of mistakes . . .
the words in this song are barely understandable . . .
anyway whoever wants to send me corrections or whatever can do it on my E – mail
( carloammatuna@libero . it ) . . . . i’d be so grateful about that . . .

despite the strumming , which is kinda hard , the chords and the song in general are
pretty easy . . . standard tuning . . . no capo . . .

( when the indigoes play this song live there’s just one guitar , fingerpicked by emily ,
a mandolin strummed by amy , the violin and the irish flute . . . )

D
oh the boys of dublin ?
A
come to hear their box of sins
Bm
to tell the stories of their street
G
to quill their suffering
D
they say let me go another round
A
and never take it laying down
Bm
cause in my heart i know
G
i’m strong enough to grow

A
yeah damo sings another song
G
all the sons of ?
A
all the daughters of ?
G
damo sings a song of love
Bm G D
damo sings a song of love

and i do i know our violin
except what made it here
through the ports and through the hill
a whistle and a jade
they worked the fields , they worked the wheels
and sang songs of slaves
to keep the change from binding on
to keep their bodies grave

yeah damo sings another song
all the sons of ?
all the daughters of ? road
damo sings a song of love
damo sings a song of love