High Germany Chords

Capo 5th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 “Oh EmPolly love, oh GPolly, the Drout has Cnow beEmgun,

 And Gwe must go a-DmarCching to the Gbeating Dof the Emdrum.

 Go Gdress yourself all Din your Cbest and Gcome aDlong with Emme;

 I'll take you to the Gwar, me Emlove, in DHigh CGermaEmny.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And out of Merry England press many a man likewise.

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

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

My friends I do not value nor my foes I do not fear,

Now my love has left me I wander far and near.

And when my baby it is born and a-smiling on my knee

I'll think on lovely Willy in High Germany.

(repeat first verse)