Damo

i have to point out that the lyric is incomplete and probably full of mistakes . . . the words in this song are barely understandable . . . anyway whoever wants to send me corrections or whatever can do it on my E - mail ( carloammatuna@libero . it ) . . . . i’d be so grateful about that . . . despite the strumming , which is kinda hard , the chords and the song in general are pretty easy . . . standard tuning . . . no capo . . . ( when the indigoes play this song live there’s just one guitar , fingerpicked by emily , a mandolin strummed by amy , the violin and the irish flute . . . ) D oh the boys of dublin ? A come to hear their box of sins Bm to tell the stories of their street G to quill their suffering D they say let me go another round A and never take it laying down Bm cause in my heart i know G i’m strong enough to grow A yeah damo sings another song G all the sons of ? A all the daughters of ? G damo sings a song of love Bm G D damo sings a song of love and i do i know our violin except what made it here through the ports and through the hill a whistle and a jade they worked the fields , they worked the wheels and sang songs of slaves to keep the change from binding on to keep their bodies grave yeah damo sings another song all the sons of ? all the daughters of ? road damo sings a song of love damo sings a song of love