The Island Paul Brady
They say the skies of Lebanon a[G]re burni[D]ng[G]
Those mighty ced[G]ars blee[D]ding in the he[G]at
They're showing pict[G]ures o[D]n the televis[G]ion
Women and ch[G]ildren d[D]ying in the s[G]treet
And now we're j[C]ust the same in our own place
Still trying to re[G]ach the f[D]uture through the [G]past, Still tryin' to
Ca[C]rve tomorrow from a tombstone
But h[G]ey don't listen to [G7]me, This wasn't meant to be no s[C]ad song
We've heard too m[D]uch of that be[G]fore
Right now I only want to [D]be here with y[Am]ou 'til the [C]morning [D]dew comes [G]falling
I want to take you to the [C]island and trace your f[D]ootprints in the s[G]and
And in the evening when the s[Am]un goes d[C]own
We'll make l[Am]ove to the so[D]und of the o[G]cean[G] [D] [G]
They're raising b[G]attles o[D]ver by the [G]markets
Whitewashing slo[G]gans o[D]n the shipyard [G]walls
Witchdoctors pr[G]aying f[D]or a mighty sh[G]owdown
No way this h[G]oly fl[D]ag is gonna f[G]all
Up here we s[C]acrifice our children, To feed the
[G]Worn out [D]dreams of yester[G]day
Teach them "D[C]ying will lead us into Glory"
But he[G]y don't listen to [G7]me, This wasn't meant to be no [C]sad song
We've heard too m[D]uch of that bef[G]ore
Right now I only want to [D]be here with y[Am]ou 'til the m[C]orning d[D]ew comes f[G]alling
I want to take you to the [C]island and trace your[D] footprints in the[G] sand
And in the evening when the s[Am]un goes d[C]own
We'll make l[Am]ove to the so[D]und of the o[G]cean
I know us pl[G]ain folks d[D]on't see all the s[G]tory
I know that p[G]eace and [D]love's just copping [G]out
I guess those yo[G]ung boys d[D]ying in the d[G]itches
Is just what [G]being f[D]ree is all ab[G]out
I know this [C]twisted wreckage down on Main Street
Will bring us a[G]ll toge[D]ther in the [G]end
People ma[C]rching down the road to freedom... T[C]o freedom
But he[G]y don't listen to [G7]me, This wasn't meant to be no [C]sad song
I've sung too muc[D]h of that befor[G]e
Right now I only want to [D]be here with y[Am]ou 'til the m[C]orning d[D]ew comes f[G]alling
I want to take you to the i[C]sland and trace your f[D]ootprints in the [G]sand
And in the evening when the s[Am]un goes d[C]own
We'll make l[Am]ove to the so[D]und of the o[G]cean Repeat last chorus and fade...
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