First: First Tab + I play the ukulele so I'm not 100% positive but it should sound something like this: ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OLIVER BOY - Flogging Molly ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: milliontimes E-mail: ritter.kai@gmx.de Chords Used: Dm Am Em C D F A [slow part] Dm Oh! Oliver Boy what did you do? Am But crush the hand you never shook Em Dm Then rob the rights of people to be free Dm Oh! Oliver Boy it's a terrible state Am You left behind a worse off race Em Dm Where dignity and pride fought for their place C Dm Oh! Oliver Boy now you are gone Am Dm And we're still here where we belong Am Dm Forgiveness being our strength you'll never see [slow part over] Dm Now the sun shines on this page I write Am Though it's raining hard in Palestine Em No lands are promised lands Dm When will we see? [Dm] So don't tell me that your God's my God Am I don't think they even care at all Em Dm Just a pantomime behind a curtain lies de-ceit C Dm Oh listen to me bark out loud Am Dm With-out a voice and little growl C Dm Snapping at the heels I wait Am For something more to change Dm [fades directly into Chorus] The more they stay the same [Chorus 1] Dm Oliver Boy! It's the same militia D Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different F Oliver Boy! It's the same old story A Dm Where there's blood there's death not glory Dm Look into these empty eyes Am Fed upon by parasites Em Dm As beauty's ugly head devours its plight [Dm] While the borders of our hate create Am Nothing more than each our fate Em Dm Trapped between our comfort and our crime C Dm So stand along the graveyard wall Am Dm And watch the souls per-form their song C Dm Sing to us the dead above Am As the mourners come to pray Dm The living stay away [Chorus 2] Dm Oliver Boy! It's the same militia D Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different F Oliver Boy! It's the same old story A Where there's blood there's death not glory Dm Oliver Boy! We're all someone's sons D All of our Boys! Just put down the guns F Oliver Boy! You're dead but listen A Dm You were wrong but we're no diffe-rent [Solo - not figured out] Dm D Marching to the left, everyone in step Dm F A Don't ask the question, why we're here with no direction Dm D Marching to the right, this is not our fight Dm F A The curse of friction, born of man and contradiction [Chorus 2] Dm All of our Boys! [slow part] Dm Now the sun shines on this page I write Am A Dm Though it's raining hard in Pales-tine Enjoy!