Flogging Molly 
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Spoken wheel
Flogging Molly: Spoken wheel
Am
Your passin' broke theEm
silence
On that F
dark OctoberG
day
The Am
sun was headin' Em
for the west
As it F
did I heard you G
say
I Am
set my sail for a Em
gentle breeze
Now I F
leave this world as it was G
meant to be
And F
you, did you G
listen to anyC
thG
ing I Am
said?
Did F
you ever G
listen to Am
me?
Though now it seems you'll never know
But every lad to a man must grow
Till winter comes to celebrate
Then proudly chills the bone
When at last they bury me
Into this ground you'll someday see
And you, did you listen to anything I said?
Did F
you ever G
listen to Am
me?
Your passin' broke theEm
silence
On that F
dark OctoberG
day
The Am
sun was headin' Em
for the west
As it F
did I heard you G
say
I Am
set my sail for a Em
gentle breeze
Now I F
leave this world as it was G
meant to be
And F
you, did you G
listen to anyC
thG
ing I Am
said?
Did F
you ever G
listen to Am
me?
Though now it seems you'll never know
But every lad to a man must grow
Till winter comes to celebrate
Then proudly chills the bone
When at last they bury me
Into this ground you'll someday see
And you, did you listen to anything I said?
Did F
you ever G
listen to Am
me?
ThougF
h the face we wear
SometC
imes seldom speaks
From F
the babe that cries
To thC
is grown man's feet
May tF
he hand still write
And iC
ts' heart shape keep
Till F
our faAm
thers, sons and daughters agree
Am G F
So I will Am
pave this G
road till F
glory
Sets our Am
broken G
spirit F
free
From eAm
very cross-G
soaked nail pours F
endless rain
With tC
ears no eG
ye shouldAm
see
But thAm
ey could filG
l our highest F
ocean
And thAm
e rivers G
in betweF
en
With eAm
very blG
ade F
that flowers must grow then drown
C
WiG
th E
love our cruelest sea
h the face we wear
SometC
imes seldom speaks
From F
the babe that cries
To thC
is grown man's feet
May tF
he hand still write
And iC
ts' heart shape keep
Till F
our faAm
thers, sons and daughters agree
Am G F
So I will Am
pave this G
road till F
glory
Sets our Am
broken G
spirit F
free
From eAm
very cross-G
soaked nail pours F
endless rain
With tC
ears no eG
ye shouldAm
see
But thAm
ey could filG
l our highest F
ocean
And thAm
e rivers G
in betweF
en
With eAm
very blG
ade F
that flowers must grow then drown
C
WiG
th E
love our cruelest sea
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