Standard (EADGBE)
Through a stained-glass morning theyre diggin in the green grass again
Whos that mournin I have seen her face somewhere, but when
Well fold up the flag that was covering him
Give it to the woman that was lovin him
And whisper that he died defending her liberty
But theyll lay him six feet down in some far-off piece of ground
With one stone markin him where three should be
Chorus
Cause theyll never give her back the song he would sing
And theyll never give her back the child he would bring
And theyll never give her back the brother they took from me
Through a stained-glass morning a thousand years have greened the grass again
In the rain I hang mournin
A face I couldnt recognise, then
Well fold up the flag that was coverin me
Give it to the woman that was lovin me
Then whisper that I died defending her liberty
But they laid me six feet down in some far-off piece of ground
With one stone markin me where three should be
Chorus +:
Through a stained-glass mornin