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