Chuck Ragan – Bloody Shells (Ukulele)

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They took him in arrest with a shot through his chest

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And many more followed through

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The men folk shook their heads and said,

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"We did what we had to do."

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While the women folk buried their heads in their hands

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and covered the children’s eyes

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Before they turned to see Mr. Watson’s

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children and wife crying

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Oh Lord, why the storm?

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These shores you scorn

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In the times we make

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While our lives you take

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Well you sent a devil down to the Ten Thousand Islands

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To raise cane and wreck hell

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Oh and now he’s face down

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face down in those bloody shells

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Here life ain’t grand as sugar cane is sweet

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when the tides bring misery

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Of two young lovers shot all to hell

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over land while Watson’s free

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Oh Lord, why the storm?

      G          Am
These shores you scorn

       F        C
In the times we make

          G         Am
While our lives you take

         F                        Am
Well you sent a devil down to the Ten Thousand Islands

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To raise cane and wreck hell

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Oh and now he’s face down

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face down in those bloody shells

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Well, boy raise an ear before you raise your iron

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Unless you aim with will

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For Edgar J. won’t back down to you son

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And that’s why he will be killed

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Oh Lord, why the storm?

      G          Am
These shores you scorn

       F        C
In the times we make

          G         Am
While our lives you take

         F                        Am
Well you sent a devil down to the Ten Thousand Islands

   G                    F
To raise cane and wreck hell

        F       Am              
Oh and now he’s face down

     G                    Am       
face down in those bloody shells