Wedding
The TossersVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
x2
Well oh, the green mountainsides over fields where we lay,
Over sun-splashed orange skylines, my (...), they bleed and scream.
And I crush 'em wit' my boot heels, for no shells I can afford.
And I'm off to Dublin city, for I've lost our room and board.
No, I couldn't join the army. If I died, what would we do?
Me wife, she is my sunshine, but she knows not what we do.
To my dearest, sweetest Colleen, please forgive me for not calling.
I regret you had to find this, the note that says I'm gone.
Well, I hope you do not shun me, only ask that you forgive me.
It was bound to happen, as we both know. You know it had to be done.
Well, take hold of tiny Kathleen. Take her (...).
Well, there's money in the strongbox, (...) tickets in the car.
I can't stand to see you crying, nor can you to see us dying.
Well, I've gone to set it right. I know you'll think I've gone too far.
I cannot take this pressure on me. No one ever said it was in-store for me.
Well, I pray you do not shun me. I'm coming back, my dear Colleen.
I'm sorry, but I couldn't make out the lyrics at a few points.
Source: Songsterr · Rights holder? Request removal.
Readable chord sheet for Wedding by The Tossers
[C] [C] [F] [C] [F] [C] [G] [G] x2 Well oh, the [C]green mountain[C]sides over [F]fields where we [C]lay, Over [C]sun-splashed orange [C]skylines, my ([G]...), they bleed and [G]scream. And I [C]crush 'em wit' my [C]boot heels, for no [F]shells I can [C]afford. And I'm [F]off to Dublin [C]city, for I've [G]lost our room and [C]board. No, I [F]couldn't join the [F]army. If I [C]died, what would we [G]do? Me [F]wife, she is my [C]sunshine, but she [G]knows not what we [C]do. [C] [C] [F] [C] [F] [C] [G] [G] To my [C]dearest, sweetest [C]Colleen, please [F]forgive me for not [C]calling. I [C]regret you had to [C]find this, the [G]note that says I'm [G]gone. Well, I [C]hope you do not [C]shun me, only [F]ask that you for[C]give me. It was [F]bound to happen, as [C]we both know. You [G]know it had to be [C]done. Well, take [C]hold of tiny [C]Kathleen. Take her ([F]..[C].). Well, there's [C]money in the [C]strongbox, (...) [G]tickets in the [G]car. I can't [C]stand to see you [C]crying, nor can [F]you to see us [C]dying. Well, I've [F]gone to set it [C]right. I know you'll [G]think I've gone too [C]far. I cannot [F]take this pressure [F]on me. No one ever [C]said it was in-store [G]for me. Well, I [F]pray you do not [C]shun me. I'm coming [G]back, my dear Col[C]leen. [C] [C] [F] [C] [F] [C] [G] [C] I'm sorry, but I couldn't make out the lyrics at a few points.