Flogging Molly – Factory Girls (Guitar)

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[Verse]
D
Build a bridge or maybe two

D
Together held with footsteps she outgrew

                 Em     G               D
But now she sits alone, everyone's long gone

D
She dances in a photograph

D
When it was good to joke and have a laugh

             Em         G       D
But that was yesterday, if only today

        G
Now the walls are crawling faces

           D
that still breathe

    G                                    A
But before she nods her head what's left but sleep
[Chorus 1]
            D
She hears a chorus of factory girls

G
Singin' in the streets

C
Drinkin' their coca-colas

      A
After washing your filthy sheets
[Verse]
                 D
Chasin' down the avenue

D
After a childhood that she never knew

           Em
Choking on woodbine

G                        D
Cigarettes just kill the time

        G
Now the walls are crawling faces

           D
that still breathe

    G                                    A
But before she nods her head what's left but sleep
[Chorus 2]
            D
She hears a chorus of factory girls

G
Singin' aoin and all

C
Empty are their pockets

          A
But their voices are filled with song
[Bridge]
         D
Come day go day

                        A
Wish in my heart it was Sunday

                    G       A
Drinking buttermilk all the week

                 D
And whiskey on a Sunday

         D
Come day go day

                        A
Wish in my heart it was Sunday

                    G       A
Drinking buttermilk all the week

                 D
And whiskey on a Sunday

G
Now the walls are crawling faces

           D
that still breathe

    G                                    A
But before she nods her head what's left but sleep
[Chorus 1]
            D
She hears a chorus of factory girls

G
Singin' in the streets

C
Drinkin' their coca-colas

      A
After washing your filthy sheets
[Chorus 2]
            D
She hears a chorus of factory girls

G
Singin' aoin and all

C
Empty are their pockets

          A
But their voices are filled with song
[Outro]
                       D
Slayed Richard and his court of Kings

D
He stole my heart and many other things

                  Em
But me I took his crown

G                            D
Wish he was here to steal it now