Accordion Tin whistle lead:
Repeat intro chords
Well I kissed the day, I was on my way
From those cold grey blocks of stone
For seventeen years of squalor filled tears
A time now with innocence lost
As the sun split the room with its rays filled with gloom
Turnin' all hope to despair
And the only thing left was to flee from the nest
That was life in a Tenement Square
I remember the song where the rats sang along
And danced for their daily bread
Grab what's left of the coal from the ole cubbyhole
These cinders need more to be a fire
While the ghosts of the soldiers that lived there before us
Laugh with their guns by their sides
I hear them laugh, with their guns by their sides
Solo: (play it messily!)