The Island Celtic Thunder Capo III [D]They say the [Bm]skies of Leba[G]non are burni[D]ng, Those mighty cedars bleeding in the heat. They're showing pictures on the television Women and children dying in the street. [G]And we're still at it in our [A]own place, Still trying to rea[D]ch the fu[G]ture through the [Bm]past. Still trying to ca[G]rve to[A]morrow from a t[D]ombst[Bm]one... Chorus: But h[G]ey, don't [D]listen to me! [G]This wasn't me[Bm]ant to be no s[G]ad so[D]ng. [G]We've he[A]ar (guitaretab.com)