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Capo 1st fret
Intro LAm LAm LAm MIm LAm LAm MIm LAm
LAm MIm LAm
Sit down by the fire I'll tell you a story to send you away to bed
LAm MIm LAm
Of the things you hear creeping when everyone's sleeping and you wish you were out here instead
LAm SOL LAm
It isn't the mice in the wall it isn't the wind in the well
LAm MIm LAm
Every night they march out of that hole in the wall on their way out of Hell
DO FA DO
They're the things that you see when you wake up and scream
DO FA DO
The cold things that follow you down the Boreen
DO FA DO
They live in the small wing of trees on the hill
DO FA DO
Up at the top of the field
DO FA DO
And they dance on the rain and they dance on the wind
DO FA DO
They tap on the window when no one is in
DO FA DO
And if ever you see them
DO FA DO
Pretend that you're dead or they'll bite off your head
DO FA DO
They'll rip out your liver and dance on your neck
DO FA DO
They dance on your head they dance on your chest
DO FA DO
And they give you the cramp and the cholic for jest
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LAm LAm SOL DO SOL DO SOL DO SOL DO LAm
They're the ones that you see when you wake up and scream
The cold things that follow you down the Boreen
They live in the small wing of trees on the hill
Up at the top of the field
They play on the wind they sing in the rain
They dance on your eyes they dance in your brain
Remember this place it's damp and it is cold
The best place on earth but it's dark and it's old
So lie near the wall and cover your head
Good night and God bless now fuck off to bed
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