Each Dollar A Bullet
Stiff Little FingersVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Oh it must...
When the...
And they're...
And you're all filled up with tears
"For the love...
That you've...
You throw in...
And sing "Wearing of the Green
]
Each dollar a bullet
Each victim someone's son
And Americans kill Irishmen
As surely
As if they fired the gun
LYRICS
Oh it must be so romantic
When the fighting's over there
And they're passing round the shamrock
And you're all filled up with tears
"For the love of dear old Ireland"
That you've never even seen
You throw in twenty dollars
And sing "Wearing of the Green
]
Each dollar a bullet
Each victim someone's son
And Americans kill Irishmen
As surely
As if they fired the gun
Now you've never stood on Belfast's streets
And heard the bombs explode
Or hid beneath the blankets
When there's riots down the road
No you've never had your best friend die
Or lost a favorite son
But you'll stand there and tell us
Just what we're doing wrong
Each false word a bullet
Each victim someone's son
And Englishmen kill Irishmen
As surely
As if they fired the gun
From the minute that you're born you're told
To hate the other side
"They're not like us, they're not the same
We know because we're right"
But can't you see we're all the same
There is no right and wrong
Why can't we stop and realize
Just what we're doing wrong
We've hated too much too long
Each old lie a bullet
Each victim someone's son
And Irishmen kill Irishmen
As surely
As if they fired the gun
How can you convince yourself
That what you do is right?
When people are dying there
Night after night
Don't you ever wonder
Why it still goes on?
The hopes and fears and all the tears
Are buried in your ground
Buried in your ground
Each rumour a bullet
Each victim someone's son
And careless talk kills Irishmen
As surely
As if words fired the gun
Well it's lasted for so long now
And so many have died
It's such a part of my own life
Yet it leaves me mystified
How a people so intelligent
Friendly, kind and brave
Can throw themselves so willingly
Into an open grave
Each new day a bullet
Each victim someone's son
And ignorance kills Irishmen
As surely
As if we fired the gun
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Readable chord sheet for Each Dollar A Bullet by Stiff Little Fingers
[Cm]Oh it must... [Bb]When the... [F]And they're... And you're all [Eb]filled up with [Bb]tears [Cm]"For the love... [Bb]That you've... [F]You throw in... And sing "[Eb]Wearing of the [Bb]Green ] [Gm]Each dollar a bullet [F]Each victim someone's son [Cm]And Americans kill Irishmen As [Bb]surely As if they fired the gun LYRICS Oh it must be so romantic When the fighting's over there And they're passing round the shamrock And you're all filled up with tears "For the love of dear old Ireland" That you've never even seen You throw in twenty dollars And sing "Wearing of the Green ] Each dollar a bullet Each victim someone's son And Americans kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun Now you've never stood on Belfast's streets And heard the bombs explode Or hid beneath the blankets When there's riots down the road No you've never had your best friend die Or lost a favorite son But you'll stand there and tell us Just what we're doing wrong Each false word a bullet Each victim someone's son And Englishmen kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun From the minute that you're born you're told To hate the other side "They're not like us, they're not the same We know because we're right" But can't you see we're all the same There is no right and wrong Why can't we stop and realize Just what we're doing wrong We've hated too much too long Each old lie a bullet Each victim someone's son And Irishmen kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun How can you convince yourself That what you do is right? When people are dying there Night after night Don't you ever wonder Why it still goes on? The hopes and fears and all the tears Are buried in your ground Buried in your ground Each rumour a bullet Each victim someone's son And careless talk kills Irishmen As surely As if words fired the gun Well it's lasted for so long now And so many have died It's such a part of my own life Yet it leaves me mystified How a people so intelligent Friendly, kind and brave Can throw themselves so willingly Into an open grave Each new day a bullet Each victim someone's son And ignorance kills Irishmen As surely As if we fired the gun