[Dm]The world is waking outside my [A7]window
Bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao [Dm]ciao
Drags my senses into the [A7]sunlight
For there are things that I must [Dm]do.
[Dm]Wish me luck now, I have to leave you
Bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao [Dm]ciao
[Gm]With my friends now up to the [Dm]city
We’re going to shake the [A7]Gates of [Dm]Hell.
[Dm]And I will tell them – we will tell them
Bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao [Dm]ciao
[Gm]That our sunlight is not for [Dm]franchise
And wish the [A7]bastards drop down [Dm]dead.
[Dm]Next time you see me I may be smiling
Bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao [Dm]ciao
[Gm]I’ll be in prison or on the [Dm]TV
I’ll say, “the [A7]sunlight dragged me [Dm]here!”
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