The Cruel Wars Tab por The Dreadnoughts

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A recruiting sergeant came our way

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From an inn near town at the close of day

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He said my Johnny you're a fine young man

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Would you like to march along behind a military band

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With a scarlet coat and a fine cocked hat

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And a musket at your shoulder

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The shilling he took and he kissed the book

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Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya?



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The recruiting sergeant marched away

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From the Inn near town at the break of day

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Johnny came too with half a ring

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He was off to be a soldier to go fighting for the King

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In a far off war in a far off land

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To face the foreign soldier

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But how will you fare when there's lead in the air

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Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya?



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Well the sun rose high on a barren land

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Where the thin red line made a military stand

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There was sling shot, chain shot, grape shot too

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Swords and bayonets thrusting through

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Poor Johnny fell but the day was won

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And the King is grateful to ya

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But your soldiering's done and they're sending you home

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Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya?



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They said he was a hero and not to grieve

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For the two ruined legs and the empty sleeve

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They took him home and they set him down

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With a military pension and a medal from the crown

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But you haven't an arm, you haven't a leg

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The enemy nearly slew ya

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You'll have to go out on the streets to beg

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Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya?



[Verse]

   Em

A recruiting sergeant came our way

       G

From an inn near town at the close of day

  Em

He said my Johnny you're a fine young man

         G                            B7

Would you like to march along behind a military band

      G                  D

With a scarlet coat and a fine cocked hat

     Em             B7

And a musket at your shoulder

    Em          D          C          B7

The shilling he took and he kissed the book

        Em            B7     Em

Oh poor Johnny what'll happen to ya?



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O Polly love, O Polly, the route has now begun

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



Come dress yourself all in your best and come along with me

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I'll take you to the cruel wars in High Germany



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O Harry, dearest Harry, mind well what I do say

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My feet they are so tender and I cannot march away



Besides, my dearest Harry, I am with child by thee

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Not fitted for the cruel wars in High Germany



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

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And all of my delight shall be walking at your side



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

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Be true to one another, get married by and by



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O cursed be the cruel wars, that ever they should rise

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And out of merry England, press many a man likewise



They took her Harry from her, likewise her brothers three

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And sent them to the cruel wars in High Germany

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