Fm    Ab 
God has smiled upon you this day 
                             Cm    Ab 
The fate of a nation in your hands 
    Fm             Ab/Eb           Db                 Ab/C 
And blessed be the children we who fight with all our bravery 
     Db       Ebsus4 Eb  Ab 
'Til only the righteous stand 

    F               C 
You see the distant flames 
     Am            Dm 
They bellow in the night 
    F                C 
You fight in all our names  
    Am              Dm 
for what we know is right 
    F                C 
And when you all get shot 
    Am           Dm 
And cannot carry on 
           Bb      Csus4     C      F 
Though you die, La Resistance lives on 


        F                  C 
You may get stabbed in the head 
       Am          Dm 
With a dagger or a sword 
    F                C 
You may be burned to death 
   Am                Dm 
Or skinned alive, or worse 
    F                 C 
But when they torture you 
         Am                  Dm 
You have nothing the need to run for,  
           Bb        Csus4   C      F 
though you die, La Resistance lives on. 

 
B/C#  F# 
Blame Canada! 
B     F# 
Blame Canada! 

 
            C#7/G#    F#    C#/E# 
Because the country's gone awry 
  F#     C#7/E#       F#          C#/E#  F     
Tomorrow night, these freaks will fry! 


Bb   F 


 
         Dm             Gm 
Tomorrow night 
               Bb       F 
Our lives will change 
         Dm             Gm 
Tomorrow night 
              Bb        F 
We'll be entertained 
      Dm                Gm 
An execution 
       Eb 
What a sight! 
Fsus4 F  B   
Tomorrow night 


B                 F# 
Up there there is so much room 
      B               F# 
Where babies burp and flowers bloom 
  C               G 
Tomorrow night up there is doomed 
    C            Esus4 E 
And so I will be going soon! 


Db                            Gb/Db 
Shut your fucking face, uncle fucka 
         Db                          Gb/Db 
You're a boner-biting bastard, uncle fucka 
Ab                   Bbm 
Looks like we may be out of luck! 
  Gb                  Ab 
Tomorrow night, we're pretty fucked! 


D                   G/D        A/D 
Why did our mothers start this war? 
D                      G/D      A/D 
What-the-fuck are they fighting for? 
D                    G/D    A/D F/C 
When did this song become a marathon? 



     
               Bbmaj7                          Asus4       A      
I want to      be        up                    there! 
When Canada is dead and gone, there'll be no more Celine Dion! 
      Bb               F            Dm            Gm 
They may cut your dick in half     and serve it to a pig          and 
tomorrow night            out lives will 
Bb                      F             Dm                   Gm 
though it hurts, you'll laugh     and dance a dickless     jig       
change                       tomorrow night       we'll be entertained 
    Bb                F           Dm              Gm 
But that's the way it goes     in war you're shat upon. 
In exe- cution 
          Eb               F               Gb      Ebm 
Though we die,        La Resistance  lives oooooonnnnn! 
I want to    be      up      theeeeeeere. 
      Bb 
Blame Canada! Blame Canada! Blame Canada!