What’s Left of the Flag (Live From Electrical Audio) Flogging Molly

[Verse 1]
His eyes, they closed, and his last breath spoke
He had seen all to be seen
A life once full now an empty vase
Wilt the blossoms on his early grave

[Chorus]
Walk away, me boy, walk away, me boy
And by mornin', we'll be free
And wipe the golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me

[Verse 2]
Then the rosary beads, count them one, two, three
Fell apart as they hit the floor
In a garb of black, we must pay respect
To the color we'rе born to mourn

[Chorus]
Walk away, me boy, walk away, me boy
Mornin', we'll bе free
Wipe the golden tear from your mother dear
Raise what's left of the flag for me

[Verse 3]
In it's place, there grew an angry festered wound
Filled with hatred and remorse
Where I pick and scratch 'til the blood, it matched
The silent rage that fills my lungs
There are many ways to kill a man, they say
With bayonet, axe, or sword
Son, a bullet fired from a shapeless guise
To put a shell of a Thompson gun