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Black Friday Rule Tab

by Flogging Molly


Intro:     x4

then 

(there is no guitar in this first part but if you wanted to play it the chords would be)

                             
I want to believe in myself once again
                         
So I dream of a man whose hopes never end
                                   
To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you
                             
I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truth

                          
And for every tear that is lost from an eye
                        
I'd dig me a well where no man could destroy
                       
I want to believe in a freedom that's bold
                       
But all I remember is the freedom of old (HEY!)

                                   
Well I lost me a wife, so I found me a plane
                   
Flew all the way to California
                                   
This mess in my head is a mess getting out
                           
Ya drink too much coffee, I drink too much stout

                          
But after a while, when my mouth's not so dry
                         
I'll dance up a storm, sure life's looking fine
                        
But as darkness falls, I return to my bed
                                
Don't ask me more questions, don't fuck with my head

                                          
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
                                             
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe
                                          
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
                                          
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
                                          
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule

(if you want the chords during the solo its the same as the chorus, if you want the 
look elsewhere or figure it our yourself)

                                           
The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still
                     
Oh mother of Jesus, I feel pretty ill
                                      
I want to go home where my feet both feel safe
                              
But there ain't no jobs in the old free state
                          
So I must remain in my new adopted land
                          
I'm doing the best, Hell I'm doin' all I can
                                         
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
         
NAME! AME! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME!

For
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I am the King and sure long may I reign