Johnny Mcevoy – Michael Collins chords

[Verse 1]
     G                              C             GOn a far off August day, cold young men in ambush lay,
                                      DOn a roadside on a hill where flowers grow,
        G                              C                 GSo much hate for one so young, who was right and who was wrong,
                            D               GThough a thousand years may pass we'll never know.

[Chorus]
        G                                       CCandles dripping blood, they placed beside your shoulders,
       D                               GRosary beads like teardrops on your fin-gers,
                                         CFriends and comrades standin by, in their grief they wonder why,
        D                                GMichael in their hour of need you had to go.

[Verse 2]
          G                            C               GAnd when evening twilight came, gentle fell the August rain,
                                       DOh but you lay still and silent on the ground,
      G                                 C         GAs we hung our heads in prayer, in our sorrow and despair,
                             D                GWe wondered was it friend or foe who shot you down,

[Chorus]
        G                                       CCandles dripping blood, they placed beside your shoulders,
       D                               GRosary beads like teardrops on your fin-gers,
                                         CFriends and comrades standin by, in their grief they wonder why,
        D                                GMichael in their hour of need you had to go.

[Instrumental]
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[chorus]
     G                                     C                 GNow the flame that you held high, when you called out to the sky,
                                       DTo end this senseless killing and this shame,
        G                            C                   GHas now passed to other hands and is carried through the land
                    D              GBy some not fit to even speak your name.

[Chorus]
        G                                       CCandles dripping blood, they placed beside your shoulders,
       D                               GRosary beads like teardrops on your fin-gers,
                                         CFriends and comrades standin by, in their grief they wonder why,
        D                                GMichael in their hour of need you had to go.

[Outro]
        D                                  GMichael in their hour of need, why did you go.