Day Of the Sword - Blood Stained Diamond

This is the best way I found to play the variations of F, or else its pretty hard =)

     F5       F5      F5       F5
e | ---1-------1----------1-----------1------------------------------------ | 
B | ---1-------1----------1-----------1------------------------------------ | 
G | ---2-------0----------3-----------2------------------------------------ | 
D | ---3-------3----------3-----------3------------------------------------ | 
A | ----------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
E | ----------------------------------------------------------------------- | 

F5               F5      
British soldier from Liverpool. 
       F5       F5
Just a boy of nineteen.
F5           F5   
IRA snipers aim was true. 
    F5              F5
The shot was short and clean. 
F5             F5  
Masked men of orange. 
    F5      F5
Red hand commandos. 
     F5               F5    
Bomb three dead in a pub. 
  F5             F5
Revenge is all they know. 
F5              F5     
Daddy?s little girl. 
         F5       F5
Sent for milk by her mother. 
      F5             F5 
To be killed at age twelve. 
            F5        F5
The plastic bullet slays another

    A5
The children weep the tears. 
     C5                G5
Of a blood stained emerald. 
        A5
All the funerals through the years. 
C5                G5
Blood stained emerald. 
    A5
The children weep the tears. 
     C5                G5
Of a blood stained emerald. 
        A5
All the funerals through the years. 
C5                G5
Blood stained emerald. 


Have mercy on the irish. 
In Northern Ireland. 
Armored cars are all around. 
And deadly bombs in London town. 
IRA - UDA. 
SAS - it?s all a mess. 
Brothers with different names. 
Playing mason and commie games. 
It?s whites killing whites. 
Catholic of protestant. 
The same blood the same face. 
Of the beautiful Celtic race

The children weep the tears. 
Of a blood stained emerald. 
All the funerals through the years. 
Blood stained emerald. 
The children weep the tears. 
Of a blood stained emerald. 
All the funerals through the years. 
Blood stained emerald

Solo:
e | -----------------------------------------------------------------------14-15--- | 
B | ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
G | ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
D | --------------------------5---------7------------5----------------------------- | 
A | --3--------------------------5--3------7--5---3----5----5--3------------------- | 
E | -----5-3---------------------------------------------5-------3--1-------------- | 

Murder for a border line. 
Still the feud of ?94. 
Children blown away by a mine. 
Stop this obscene war. 
Bury the bad traditions. 
Settle the church divisions

e | -8-8-(b9)-8-8-8-(b9)(b9)-8-8(b9)6/8-4/6-2/4-1/2----8-8-(b9)-8-8-8-(b9)(b9)-9/11-11-11/13-9/11-(b9)8~- | 
B | -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
G | -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
D | -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
A | -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
E | -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |  x2

The children weep the tears. 
Of a blood stained emerald. 
All the funerals through the years. 
Blood stained emerald. 
The children weep the tears. 
Of a blood stained emerald. 
All the funerals through the years. 
Blood stained emerald


F5       F5      F5       F5

e | --------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
B | --------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
G | --------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
D | ------3-5-7-5----8-7-3----------------------------------------------------- | 
A | --3-5------------------3-5-3----------------------------------------------- | 
E | --------------------------------------------------------------------------- |  Till end

Hear their cry for peace. 
A truce for unity. 
The harps and pipes echo. 
In Belfast and Derry city.
Once foes now come together. 
Racial kinsman are forever

Irish unity, 
Christian unity, 
Irish unity. 
Is white unity. 
White unity.