A Dath Gorm Agus Glas keyboard

A Dath Gorm Agus Glas

• Em

No Capo

Verse 1

        Em                             G
Oh They say it's no mean city and it's nowhere in between. 
        D                            C
It's divided into 2 where one sides blue and one sides green.
Em                                 G
Around the age of eight, oh I was asked to pick a club. 
        D                                C
It was around the time that I had first tasted my own blood. 
Em                                  G
Broken, bruised and bloody called a fenian and a hun.
         D                                  C 
I didn't understand what either meant cause I was only young. 



Instumental 

Em     G      D     C  x2



Verse 2

Em
Catholics and Protestants 
G
"Royalists" and "Dissidents" 
          D                               C
Since the early 15th century have been at odds to no amends. 
Em                                                G
Such division spreads like wild fire through the schools and through the schemes. 
          D                             C
Religious hatred dating centuries symbolised by football teams. 




Chorus 1

D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my bones 
And open up my soul 
D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my eyes 




Verse 3

        Em                                       G
Morons in orange play their flutes, with their red hands raised in the air. 
        D                               C
Singing marching songs about a war in a place they've not been near.
Em                                     G
A green brigade of cowards, they burn poppies for all to see.
   D                                       C 
In a scottish place of sport they scream IRA and fuck the queen. 




Chorus 2

D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my bones 
And open up my soul 
D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my eyes 
Then maybe I can see
D                        Em
Why they fight, why they sing 
                            C
Why they spread all of their hate 
D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my bones 




Instumental 

Em     G      D     C  x2




Verse 4

Em
No amount of media exploitation 
G
No amount of government legislation 
         D
We will never solve this problem 
                     C
Thats spread in the ignorance of youth 




Chorus 3

D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my bones 
And open up my soul 
D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my eyes 
Then maybe I can see
D                        Em
Why they fight, why they sing 
                            C
Why they spread all of their hate 
D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my bones 
D                    Em              C
Oh won't you let the colours fill my bones 

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