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    What’s Left of the Flag

    Flogging Molly



    G                                        C                 G

    His eyes they closed and his last breath spoke


    He had seen all to be seen

    G                                C        G

    A life once full, now an empty vase

                                         D      G

    With the blossoms on his early grave





    C                                    G

    Walk away me boys, walk away me boys

    Em                              D

    And by mornin' we'll be free

                  G                              C         G

    Wipe the golden tear from your mother dear

                                            D        G

    And raise what's left of the flag for me.





    Then the rosary beads count them one, two, three


    Fell apart as they hit the floor.

    G                                        C          G

    In our garb of black we must pay respect

                                 D           G

    To the color we're born to mourn.






    Verse Progression



    G                                              C            G

    In his place there grew an angry festered wound


    Filled with hatred and remorse

                    G                                 C          G

    Where I'd pick and scratch till the blood it matched

                                        D         G

    The silent rage now that fills my lungs

                                                     C            G

    For there are many ways to kill a man they say


    With bayonette, axe, or sword

                   G                          C             G

    But son a bullet fired from a shapeless guise

                                             D         G

    Leaves but the shell of a Thompson gun.






    Verse Progression




     Em                                              D

    From the Eastern to the Western shore

                 Em                                      D

    Where many men and many more will fall.

                 C                   G

    But no angel flies with me tonight

           Em                      D

    Till freedom reigns on all

            G                                          C            G

    And curse the name for which we slaved our days

                                       D           G

    Till every man shall his kingdom come



    A  D  A  F#m

    A  D  A  E  A

    D  A  F#m  E

    A  D  A  E  A


    G                                                       C        G

    But sure as night turns day ends the passion play


    Oh my god what have they done

             G                                    C         G

    With madman's rage well they dug our graves

                                   D         G

    But the dead rise again you fools


    Chorus x2


    G  C  G  D  G

    This file is the author's own work and represents his interpretation of this song. It's intended solely for private study, scholarship or research.