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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 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 The more they stay the same 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 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 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
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 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
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