St Stephens Day Murders

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I knew of two sisters whose name 
      D
it was Christmas,
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And one was named Dawn of course, 
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the other one was named Eve.
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I wonder if they grew up hating 
  D
the season,
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The good will that lasts til the 
A            D
Feast of St. Stephen
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For that is the time to eat, 
          D
drink, and be merry,
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Til the beer is all spilled and 
  A           D
the whiskey has flowed.
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And the whole family tree you 
    A          D
neglected to bury,
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Are feeding their faces until 
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they explode.

[Chorus]
            Bm           A        
There'll be laughter and tears 
  G      A
over Tia Marias,
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Mixed up with that drink made from 
A
girders.
           Bm            A     
Cause it's all we've got left as 
      G                A
they draw their last breath,
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         D            A            
Ah, it's nice for the kids, as you 
G           Bm
finally get rid of them,
G          D            A  D
In the St Stephen's Day Murders.


[Verse 2]
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Uncle is garglin' a heart-breaking 
 D
air,
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While the babe in his arms pulls 
       Bm     A            D     
out all that remains of his hair.
    F#

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And we're not drunk enough yet to 
A         D
dare criticize,
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The great big kipper tie he's 
         D
about to baptize.
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With his gin-flavored whiskers and
  A          D
 kisses of sherry,
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His best Chrimbo shirt slung out 
A        D
over the shop.
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While the lights from the 
        A           D
Christmas tree blow up the telly,
    G           D          Em    
His face closes in like an old 
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cold pork chop.

[Chorus 2]
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And the carcass of the beast left 
G             A
over from the feast,
     D             Bm         
May still be found haunting the 
  A
kitchen.
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And there's life in it yet, we may 
G        A
live to regret,
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When the ones that we poisoned 
  A
stop twitchin'.

[Chorus 1]
            Bm           A        
There'll be laughter and tears 
  G       A
over Tia Marias,
      D            Bm              
Mixed up with that drink made from 
A
girders.
           Bm            A     
Cause it's all we've got left as 
       G               A
they draw their last breath,
         D            A            
Ah, it's nice for the kids, as you 
G           Bm
finally get rid of them,(RID OF 
THEM!)
G          D            A   D
In the St Stephen's Day Murders.