Optimized for ukulele; a bit off from the original, but a good approximation that
sounds better and is easier to play on uke.
2, 3, 4...
Am Dm7
The Shankill Butchers ride tonight
E7
You better shut your windows tight
Am Dm7
They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives
E7
And taking all their whiskey by the pint
Am
'Cause everybody knows
Dm7 G Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Dm7
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan
Dm7
Everybody shake
E7 Am
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you awake
Dm7
They used to be just like me and you
E7
They used to be sweet little boys
Am Dm7
But something went horribly askew
E7
Now killing is their only source of joy
Am
'Cause everybody knows
Dm7 G Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Dm7
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan
Dm7
Everybody shake
E7 Am
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you awake
Am Dm7
The Shankill Butchers on the rise
E7
They're waiting 'til the dead of night
Am Dm7
They're picking at their fingers with their knives
E7
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs
Am
'Cause everybody knows
Dm7 G Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Dm7
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan
Dm7
Everybody shake
E7
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you
The Shankill Butchers wanna cut you
Am
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you awake
Awake (x3)
