Mike Batt - The ride to agadir

^CWe rode in the morning, Casablanca to the ^Gwest On the ^FAtlas mountain foothills leading ^Cdown to Marrakesh ^G For ^CMuhammed and Morrocco,^Em we have ^Ctaken up our ^Gguns ^GFor the ^Fashes of our fathers ^Gand the children of our ^Csons ^GFor the ^Fashes of our ^Cfathers and the children of our sons ^G

^CIn the dry winds of summer, we were sharpening the ^Gblades We were ^Friding to ^Cact upon the promise we had made ^{Em C}With the fist and the dagger,^{Em C}with the rifle and the ^Glance ^FWe will suffer no intrusion from the infidels ^Cof France ^FWe will suffer no ^Cintrusion from the infidels of France

We ^Bbcould wait ^Gno more In^Bb this burning sand on the ^Fride to Aga^Gdir ^{Bb G}Like the dogs of war ^{Bb Bb}for the future of this land on the ^Fride to Aga^Gdir ^{D C}

^FBefore they were waiting and they were fifty to ^Cour ten They were ^Bbeasily out^Cnumbered by a smaller force then ^Dthem

As the ^Fdawn mist was falling they were soon to rea^Clise We were ^Bbgoing to re^Flieve them of their ^CGod forsaken ^Dlives We were ^Bbgoing to re^Flieve them of their ^CGod forsaken ^Flives

We ^Bbcould wait ^Gno more In^Bb this burning sand on the ^Fride to Aga^Gdir ^{Bb G}Like the dogs of war ^{Bb Bb}for the future of this land on the ^Fride to Aga^Gdir ^{D C}