Chord Going Out In Style by Dropkick Murphys

going out in style lyrics F A# D# F i’ve seen a lot of sights and traveled many miles A# D#m D# shook a thousand hands and seen my share of smiles A# D# F i’ve caused some great concern and told one too many lies A# F and now i see the world through these sad , old , jaded eyes A# D# so what if i threw a party and all my friends were there? A# F acquaintances , relatives , the girls who never cared A# D# you’ll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door F side by side with sister barbara , chief wells and bobby ’orr A# i’d invite the flannigans D# replace the window you smashed out A# F i’d apologize the sluggo for pissing on his couch A# D# i’ll see mrs . mcauliffe and so many others soon F then i’ll say i’m sorry for what i did sleepwalking in her room A# D# so what if i threw a party and invited mayor menino? A# he’d tell you to get a permit F well this time tom i don’t think so A# it’s a neighborhood reunion D# but now we’d get along F van morrison would be there and he’d sing me one last song A# D# with a backup band of bass players to keep us up all night A# three handsome four string troubadours F and newton’s own fat mike A# D# i’ll be in the can having a smoke with garv and johnny fitz F but there’s a back up in the bathroom F cause the badger’s got the shits chorus : A# D# you may bury me with an enemy in mount calvary A# F you can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey A# D# roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile F i could really give a shit - i’m going out in style A# D# you can take my urn to fenway spread my ashes all about A# or you can bring me down to wolly beach F and dump the sucker out A# D# burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while F i could really give a shit - i’m going out in style A# make me up dress me up D# feed me a big old shot A# of embalming fluid highballs F so i don’t start to rot A# now take me to mcgreevy’s D# i wanna buy one final round F that cheap prick would peel an orange in his pocket F then hurry up and suck ’em down A# if there’s a god the girls you loved D# will all come walking through the door A# F maybe they’ll feeld bad for me and this stiff will finally score A# you’ve got the bed already D# and the nerve and courage too F cause i’ve be slugging from F a stash of desi queally’s 1980s F bathtub brew repeat chorus - - spread my ashes all about dump the sucker out toast me for a while i’m going out in style