Album Name : At Their Very Best Live
Release Date : 2010-07-09
Song Duration : 4:12
Wolfe Tones Broken Dreams
Broken dreams
All the (G)thoughts of this young boy was to play with
his (D)heroes
To be all he could be, ful(C)fil his wild (D)dreams
And the (G)future looked bright for his (Em)youthful
am(Bm)bitions
For (C)dreams have no (G)boundaries, we can (Bm)make
them all (D)come (G)true.
(G)Broken dreams of a (D)Celtic hero,
In that de(C)vided city filled with (D)laughter and
(D7)song.
He (G)lived each week for a (Bm)field of (C)dreams
With a (Em)song in his (D)heart he could (D7)follow all
his hopes and (G)dreams.
His young life was cut short on the streets of his
hometown
By some murderous cowards who shamed Glasgow Town.
Because he wore the green and white shirt, the colours
of his heroes
His life's blood is was taken, his dreams they have
disappeared.
Chorus
Farewell to this young hero, you'll never be forgotten,
Nor his friends, nor his family left reeling in pain.
Though his death was so chilling, he bore no one evil,
But stood proud in his last moments and fought back
with his heart.
(C)Celtic, Cel(G)tic, you are in my heart and in my
soul.
(C)Celtic, Cel(G)tic, I gave you all the love a heart
can (C)hold.
