Flogging Molly – The Guns Of Jericho (Guitar)

D
There's something in my eye

               Am              D
Well, there's something in my throat

     D    Am   C             G           D
Oh, maybe I'm not the man I used to be before

D
Although I'm feeling strong

         Am         D
It's the bed where I belong

D         Am        C           G
Oh dancing days are over so I'm sipping on

C            G               D
Sipping on a toddy made with love

G                D
And who is she, dangling on my knee

C                            D
The core that is my apple or the cruel banshee

G           D
Who am I to say or criticize

C                            A
To Devil gave me warning so I choose to live a life

      D                A
Well, perhaps I should go

   G                  D
To where the trumpets roar

    G                 A      D
And wait to hear the guns of Jericho

D Am C G
[second verse]

D
I grew up in the East

      Am              D
And I threw up in the West

     D       Am
Oh, rant and raved

     C        G            D
And thinking Jesus this is great

D
King of my domain

               Am          D
Well, there's nothing in a name

         D     Am      C            G
And it wasn't long before I grew to realize

C           G                 D
Realize the fact we're all the same

G                 D
And though I bite seldom do I fight

C                                D
I'll tell you all about it in my own good time

G                 D
From my home I'll hang a scarlet rope

    C                                   A
So tell me that you'll leave me and my family alone

        D              A
Well, perhaps I should go

   G                  D
To where the trumpets roar

     G               A       D
And wait to hear the guns of Jericho

        A
In Jericho

          G                 D
Where the walls are set to fall

        A
In Jericho

       G            D
At the hands of Joshua

    A
So blow your horn, your siren call

   G            D
My seven days reclaim

        G               A        D
And I'm buried with the guns of Jericho

D
Travel all the while

          Am               D
With the shipmates and the wife

     D    Am      C               G                D
Oh, guaranteed to see the sunrise break before the dawn

        Am         D
To this madness I adore

       D        Am      C              G
And as long as we're together for the better

      C               G              D
Now together for the better one and all

     G             D
And though I bite seldom do I fight

      C                          D
I'll tell you all about it in my own good time

        D              A
Well, perhaps I should go

   G                  D
To where the trumpets roar

     G               A       D
And wait to hear the guns of Jericho

        A
In Jericho

          G                 D
Where the walls are set to fall

        A
In Jericho

       G            D
At the hands of Joshua

    A
So blow your horn, your siren call

   G            D
My seven days reclaim

        G               A        D
And I'm buried with the guns of Jericho

         A
Of Jericho

             G         D
I said the guns of Jericho

         A
Of Jericho

             G         D
I said the guns of Jericho