Hello, everyone. This is Flogging Molly's signature "sad song," so play it
slowly with a proper amount of wistfulness. On the album version there's an
acoustic guitar strumming chords and a banjo picking out a slow arpeggio
throughout the whole song. They play the solo on an accordion, but it sounds all
right on guitar as long as you've got another guitar playing the chords.
Flogging Molly - Far Away Boys
Intro:
C... (the closing chord of the previous song, Sentimental Johnny)
[E] [A] [E] [B]
[E] [A] [Am] [E]
Well I w[E]orked on the r[A]ailroad for t[E]wo pence a d[A]ay
Dr[E]ank down one p[A]enny, the [Am]other I?d s[E]ave
I h[E]ammered and I h[A]ammered, for G[E]od knows how l[A]ong
W[E]ell into m[A]adness with [Am]each setting s[E]un
I p[E]ut my head d[A]own and I dr[E]eamt you were h[B]ere
With [E]me by the [A]ol? tree where [Am]no one could c[E]are
Chorus:
Far aw[E]ay boys, far aw[A]ay boys, aw[E]ay from ya n[A]ow
I?m l[E]yin? with my sw[A]eetheart, in her [Am]arms I?ll be f[E]ound
Then the s[E]un belched up[A]on me, you were [E]no longer h[A]ere
L[E]yin? in your pl[A]ace was my h[Am]ammer and my g[E]ear
So I st[E]amped out the f[A]ire that k[E]ept us both w[A]arm
The [E]ashes were f[A]allin? like the s[Am]now drops of [E]old
We c[E]ame to a m[A]ountain, dynam[E]ite and she?ll b[B]low
A big h[E]ole in that r[A]ock like the [Am]one in my s[E]oul
(play this solo as shown OR an octave up on the 1st string)
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CHORUS
We buried four workmen; they dug themselves well
From four empty coffins to four early graves
They?re only paddies, just paddies; don?t dig them too deep
You?ll need all your strength, boys, and they?re replaced easily
With the heat I was melting into your sweet lips
Ah, your kiss takes me back, takes me back from all this
CHORUS
Someone said it was Christmas but not a tree was in sight
The only thing growin? was my will to die
Till the gaffer said "Men, your work here is done"
I said "I?ll see you in Hell, on that train we died for"
Never again will I smell your sweet dream
But a pissed stained old gutter where your lips used to be
CHORUS
Quite simple, as all their songs tend to be. That's it for now. Enjoy it!
slowly with a proper amount of wistfulness. On the album version there's an
acoustic guitar strumming chords and a banjo picking out a slow arpeggio
throughout the whole song. They play the solo on an accordion, but it sounds all
right on guitar as long as you've got another guitar playing the chords.
Flogging Molly - Far Away Boys
Intro:
C... (the closing chord of the previous song, Sentimental Johnny)
[E] [A] [E] [B]
[E] [A] [Am] [E]
Well I w[E]orked on the r[A]ailroad for t[E]wo pence a d[A]ay
Dr[E]ank down one p[A]enny, the [Am]other I?d s[E]ave
I h[E]ammered and I h[A]ammered, for G[E]od knows how l[A]ong
W[E]ell into m[A]adness with [Am]each setting s[E]un
I p[E]ut my head d[A]own and I dr[E]eamt you were h[B]ere
With [E]me by the [A]ol? tree where [Am]no one could c[E]are
Chorus:
Far aw[E]ay boys, far aw[A]ay boys, aw[E]ay from ya n[A]ow
I?m l[E]yin? with my sw[A]eetheart, in her [Am]arms I?ll be f[E]ound
Then the s[E]un belched up[A]on me, you were [E]no longer h[A]ere
L[E]yin? in your pl[A]ace was my h[Am]ammer and my g[E]ear
So I st[E]amped out the f[A]ire that k[E]ept us both w[A]arm
The [E]ashes were f[A]allin? like the s[Am]now drops of [E]old
We c[E]ame to a m[A]ountain, dynam[E]ite and she?ll b[B]low
A big h[E]ole in that r[A]ock like the [Am]one in my s[E]oul
(play this solo as shown OR an octave up on the 1st string)
e--------------------------------------------------------
B--------------------------------------------------------
G--------------------------------------------------------
D--2-4-6---4-6-4-2---4-6---9---2-4-6---4-6-4-2------4-2--
A--------------------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------------------
CHORUS
We buried four workmen; they dug themselves well
From four empty coffins to four early graves
They?re only paddies, just paddies; don?t dig them too deep
You?ll need all your strength, boys, and they?re replaced easily
With the heat I was melting into your sweet lips
Ah, your kiss takes me back, takes me back from all this
CHORUS
Someone said it was Christmas but not a tree was in sight
The only thing growin? was my will to die
Till the gaffer said "Men, your work here is done"
I said "I?ll see you in Hell, on that train we died for"
Never again will I smell your sweet dream
But a pissed stained old gutter where your lips used to be
CHORUS
Quite simple, as all their songs tend to be. That's it for now. Enjoy it!
