High Germany Oh Polly Love Oh Polly chords with lyrics by Martin Carthy - Easy chords and tabs for guitar

Martin Carthy – High Germany Oh Polly Love Oh Polly chords

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[Verse 1]

  Em             G          D        C     Em

“Oh Polly love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun,

    G          D  C              G       D      Em

And we must go a-marching to the beating of the drum.

   G                  D       C        G     D         Em

Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me;

     Em              G       Em       D    C    Em

I'll take you to the war, me love, in High Germany.”


[Verse 2]

    Em             G           D         C    Em

“Oh Willy love, oh Willy, come list what I do say,

    G               D  C      G      D     Em

My feet they are so tender, I cannot march away.

    G                   D  C     G       D        Em

And besides, my dearest Willy, I am with child by thee,

    Em             G       Em       D    C    Em

Not fitted for the war, me love, in High Germany.”


[Verse 3]

      Em            G                   D     C         Em

“I'll buy for you a horse, my love, and on it you shall ride

    G      D             C    G      D       Em

And all my delight shall be a-riding by your side.

      G             D  C         G          D      Em

We'll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry,

         Em          G  Em        D       C      Em

We'll be true to one another, get married by and by.”


[Verse 4]

    Em             G               D    C           Em

Oh, cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise

    G            D  C          G      D       Em

And out of Merry England press many a man likewise.

     G                    D    C       G       D        Em

They pressed my true love from me, likewise my brothers three,

    Em               G       Em       D    C  Em

And sent them to the war, me love, in High Germany.


[Verse 5]

Em G D C EmMy friends I do not value nor my foes I do not fear,
G D C G D Em Now my love has left me I wander far and near. G D C G D Em And when my baby it is born and a-smiling on my knee Em G Em D C Em I'll think on lovely Willy in High Germany. [Verse 6] Em G D C Em “Oh Polly love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun, G D C G D Em And we must go a-marching to the beating of the drum. G D C G D Em Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me; Em G Em D C Em I'll take you to the war, me love, in High Germany.”
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