The Guns Of Jericho
Flogging Molly
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D Am C GD Am C G [first verse]D There's something in my eyeAm D Well, there's something in my throatD Am C G Oh, maybe I'm not the man I usedD to be beforeD Although I'm feeling strongAm D It's the bed where I belongD Am C Oh dancing days are over so I'mG sipping onC G D Sipping on a toddy made with loveG D And who is she, dangling on my kneeC D The core that is my apple or the cruel bansheeG D Who am I to say or criticizeC A To Devil gave me warning so I choose to live a life [pre-chorus]D A Well, perhaps I should goG D To where the trumpets roarG A D And wait to hear the guns of JerichoD Am C G [second verse]D I grew up in the EastAm D And I threw up in the WestD Am Oh, rant and ravedC G D And thinking Jesus this is greatD King of my domainAm D Well, there's nothing in a nameContinúa después del anuncioD Am C And it wasn't long before I grewG to realizeC G D Realize the fact we're all the sameG D And though I bite seldom do I fightC I'll tell you all about it in my ownD good timeG D From my home I'll hang a scarlet ropeC So tell me that you'll leave me andA my family alone [pre-chorus]D A Well, perhaps I should goG D To where the trumpets roarG A D And wait to hear the guns of JerichoA In JerichoG D Where the walls are set to fallA In JerichoG D At the hands of JoshuaA So blow your horn, your siren callG D My seven days reclaimG A And I'm buried with the guns ofD JerichoD Am C G [Third Verse]D Travel all the whileAm D With the shipmates and the wifeD Am C Oh, guaranteed to see the sunriseG D break before the dawn So, welcome all aboardAm D To this madness I adoreD Am C And as long as we're together forG the betterC G Now together for the better oneD and allG D And though I bite seldom do I fightC D I'll tell you all about it in my own good time [pre-chorus]D A Well, perhaps I should goG D To where the trumpets roarG A D And wait to hear the guns of JerichoA In JerichoG D Where the walls are set to fallA In JerichoG D At the hands of JoshuaA So blow your horn, your siren callG D My seven days reclaimG A And I'm buried with the guns ofD Jericho [outro]A Of JerichoG D I said the guns of JerichoA Of JerichoG D I said the guns of JerichoD Am C GD Am C G