Flogging Molly – Tobacco Island (Guitar)
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(5)
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Chords
[Verse 1]
G C All to hell, we must sail for the shores of sweet Barbados Em D Where the sugar cane grows taller than the god we once believed in G C The butcher and his crown raped the land we used to sleep in Em D Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that haunt Tobacco Island Em 'Twas 1659 forgotten now for sure G They dragged us from our homeland with the musket and their gun Em Cromwell and his roundheads battered all we knew G Shackled hopes of freedom, we're naught but stolen goods D Dark is the horizon
Blackened from the sun
Am This rotten cage of Bridgetown Dm Is where I now belong
[Chorus]
G C All to hell, we must sail for the shores of sweet Barbados Em D Where the sugar cane grows taller than the god we once believed in G C The butcher and his crown raped the land we used to sleep in Em D Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that haunt Tobacco Island
[Verse 2]
Em Red leg, down a peg, blistered burns the soul G The floggings they're a plenty but reasons there are none Em Our backs belong to landlords, where branded is there name G Paid for with ten shillings, cheap labor never breaks D The silver moon is shining
Cools the copper blood
Am Where the living meet the dead Dm And together dance as one
[Chorus]
G C All to hell, we must sail for the shores of sweet Barbados Em D Where the sugar cane grows taller than the god we once believed in G C The butcher and his crown raped the land we used to sleep in Em D Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that haunt Tobacco Island
[Bridge]
Em Am Em Am Agony, will you cleanse this misery? Em Am Dm For it's never again I'll breathe the air of home Em Am Em Am From this sandy edge, the rolling sea breaks my revenge Em Am D With each whisper a thousand waves, I hear roar Em I'm coming home
[Instrumental]
Em Em G G
Em Em G G
[Pre-Chorus]
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Dark is the horizonBlackened by the sun
Am This rotten cage of Bridgetown Dm Is where I now belong
[Chorus]
G C All to hell, we must sail for the shores of sweet Barbados Em D Where the sugar cane grows taller than the god we once believed in G C The butcher and his crown raped the land we used to sleep in Em D Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that haunt Tobacco Island G C All to hell, we must sail for the shores of sweet Barbados Em D Where the sugar cane grows taller than the god we once believed in G C The butcher and his crown raped the land we used to sleep in Em D Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes that haunt Tobacco Island