Tom: G
Introdução: G Dm7 G Dm7 G Dm7 G Dm7 G
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Poor old Ireland, poor old universe
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Wonder who comes off the worse
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Poor old people mistreating, misbelieving
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Are you given, cursed by a curse
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But I don't want you to die, I can see all the lies
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There's nothing there that's new
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But there's still no need to make blind children bleed
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Even if what you say is true
F C
And meanwhile in the aisles of the churches with style
Em G
They're singing their songs to the lord
F C
And the preacher is carping, that for failure on earth
Em D
Heaven will be your reward
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Poor old Ireland, tortured by past
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And tarnished by future's curse
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Poor old Ireland, poor old planet
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Poor old universe
F C
Oh, Ireland your people mean more than the idols
Em G
You seek to set up on earth
F C
And the day that you see, that's the day
Em D D/C D/B D/A A
That all of your sadness and sickness will die
F C
For the enemy you seek to destroy
Em G
Is not the one who's causing your pain
F C
He's disguised himself well with his book and his bell
Em D
But evil is still his name
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Poor old Ireland, tortured by past
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And tarnished by future's curse
Dm7 G Dm7
Poor old Ireland, poor old universe
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Wonder who comes off the worse