The Jolly Soldier
Paul Brady
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G C G Oh it's of a jolly soldier thatC G D lately came from warG C G He loved a fair young damsel, aC D damsel so fairD G D And her fortune was so greatG C D that it could scarcely be toldD And she loved her jolly soldierG C D boy because he was so bold [VERSE 2]G C G C Oh then cried the lady "I fainG D would be your wifeG C G But me father he is cruel andC D he'd surely take me life"D G D He drew out his sword and pistolG C D and he hung them by his sideD And he swore that he would marryG C D her and that’s what would betide [VERSE 3]G C G So they went and they got marriedC G D and as they were coming homeG C G They met with her old father andC D seven armed menD G D "Let us flee", cried the ladyG C D "for we'll surely will be slain"D "Fear nothing my dear charmer",G C D the soldier cried again [VERSE 4]Continúa después del anuncioG C G C Then up came the old man and untoG D her did sayG C G "It's for your disobedience to meC D this very dayD G D For as you had been so mean as toG C D be a soldier's wifeD Down in this lonesome valley IG C D will surely take your life" [VERSE 5]G C G C "Oh no", cried the soldier "I doG D not like your prattleG C G For although I am a bridegroom IC D am well prepared for battle"D G D He drew out his sword and pistolG C D and he caused them for to roarD And the lady held the bridle whileG C D the soldier battled sore [VERSE 6]G C G Well the first one he came to heC G D ran through and maimedG C G And the second one he came to heC D served him just the sameD G D "Let us flee", cried the othersG C D "For we surely will be slain"D "Fight on, my dear charmer", theG C D lady cried again [VERSE 7]G C G "Stay your hand", cried the oldC G D man "you make my blood run coldG C G And you shall have me daughterC D and five thousand pounds in gold"D G D "Fight on", cried the lady "forG C D his offer is too small"D "Stay your hand", cried the oldG C D man "and you shall have it all" [VERSE 8]G C G So he's taken them both home andC G D he's made them both his heirsG C G And it wasn't out of love but itC D was from dread and fearD G D For there never was a soldierG C D ever carried a gunD Who would ever flinch or budge anG C D inch till the battle he had won [VERSE 9]G C G C So don't despise the soldierG D just because he's poorG C G He's as happy on the battlefieldC D as at the barrack doorD G D G For they are the lads to beC D jovial brisk and freeD And they'll fight for the prettyG C D girls, for rights and liberty