[Intro] Am  G  C  G
        Am  G  C  G

Am                            F
The Shankill Butchers ride tonight
    E
You better shut your windows tight
        Am                                    F
They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives
    E
And taking all their whiskey by the pint

[Estribillo]

                 Am           F     G                  Am
'Cause everybody knows if you don't mind your mother's words
  Am               F         G                Am
A wicked wind will blow the ribbons from your curls
Am                        F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
    E                                   Am
The Shankill Butcher's gonna catch you awake

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     Am                          F
They used to be just like me and you
     E
They used to be sweet little boys

    Am                       F
But something went horribly askew
    E
Now killing is their only source of joy

                 Am           F     G                  Am
'Cause everybody knows if you don't mind your mother's words
  Am               F         G                Am
A wicked wind will blow the ribbons from your curls
Am                        F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
    E                                   Am
The Shankill Butcher's gonna catch you awake

     Am                   F
The Shankill Butchers on the rise
        E
They're waiting till the dead of night
        Am                                   F
They're picking at their fingers with their knives
    E
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs

                 Am           F     G                  Am
'Cause everybody knows if you don't mind your mother's words
  Am               F         G                Am
A wicked wind will blow the ribbons from your curls
Am                        F
Everybody moan, everybody shake

     E
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you
     E
The Shankill Butchers wanna cut you
     E
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you
Am C
Awake
Am C
Awake
Am C
Awake
Am C
Awake