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Tomorrow Comes A Day Too Soon

Flogging Molly
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You,  you  never looked so  good
 Sipping life  down  like I wish I could
 But these sober  tears are  all that's left to shed
 Sandy's soul,  now made of bread
 Face down beneath the rubble lies a man
 Tales of the future already in the past
 And of himself, well he hasn't much to say
 But wake the gods, it's droodlin' day
He  said,  I left my  home where the dead never rose
But  the streets of gold  I've yet to find
And  at the  end of the day  all you can do is pray
Without hope  well you might as well be blind,  yeah be blind
Tomorrow  comes a day too soon
Tomorrow  comes a day too soon
 Angel, sweet angel of my youth
 Where have you gone? You flew away too soon
 This brick I built now builds a higher wall
 See it crumble, hear me fall
 There hangs the fool, who once had it all
 And though the road  has yet to rise
 On these hundred  years that passed me by
 And the blood  with the river flows
 Through the crimson  field never sung
 And no never  sung
 Ahh well you,  you never  looked so good

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Readable chord sheet for Tomorrow Comes A Day Too Soon by Flogging Molly

[A]You, you[D] never looked so[E] good
Sipping [A]life dow[D]n like I wish I [E]could
But these [A]sober tears ar[D]e all that's left to [E]shed
Sandy's [D]soul, now made of [E]bread

Face down beneath the rubble lies a man
Tales of the future already in the past
And of himself, well he hasn't much to say
But wake the gods, it's droodlin' day

[A]He said,[E] I left [D]my home where the dead never ros[E]e
[A]But the streets of [E]gold I've yet to [D]find
[A]And at t[E]he end of the da[D]y all you can do is pray[E]
[A]Without [E]hope well you might as well be b[D]lind, yeah be bl[E]ind

[E]Tomorrow comes a day too soon   [A]           [D]                   [E]
[E]Tomorrow comes a day too soon   [A]           [D]                   [E]

Angel, sweet angel of my youth
Where have you gone? You flew away too soon
This brick I built now builds a higher wall
See it crumble, hear me fall
There hangs the fool, who once had it all

And though the [D]road has yet to [E]rise
On these hun[A]dred years that passed me [D]by
And the bl[D]ood with the river [E]flows
Through the c[A]rimson field never [D]sung
And no n[E]ever sung

Ahh well y[A]ou, you [D]never looked so [E]good

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