CAPO 3
G C G
On a far off August day, cold young men in ambush lay,
D
On a roadside, on a hill where flowers grow,
G C G
So much hate for one so young, who was right and who was wrong,
D G
Though a thousand years may pass we'll never know.
Chorus:
G C
Candles dripping blood, they placed beside your shoulders,
D C G
Rosary beads like teardrops on your fingers,
C G
Friends and comrades standing by, in their grief they wonder why,
D G
Michael in their hour of need you had to go.
G C G
And when evening twilight came, gentle fell the August rain,
D
Oh but you lay still and silent on the ground,
G C G
As we hung our heads in prayer, in our sorrow and despair,
D G
We wondered was it friend or foe who shot you down,
Chorus:
G C
Candles dripping blood, they placed beside your shoulders,
D C G
Rosary beads like teardrops on your fingers,
C G
Friends and comrades standing by, in their grief they wonder why,
D G
Michael in their hour of need you had to go.
G C G
Now the flame that you held high, when you called out to the sky,
D
To end this senseless killing and this shame,
G C G
Has now passed to other hands and is carried through the land
D G
By some not fit to even speak your name
Chorus:
G C
Candles dripping blood, they placed beside your shoulders,
D C G
Rosary beads like teardrops on your fingers,
C G
Friends and comrades standing by, in their grief they wonder why,
D G
Michael in their hour of need you had to go.