Paul Brady - The jolly soldier

Oh it's ^Gof a ^Cjolly ^Gsoldier that ^Clately ^Gcame from ^Dwar He ^Gloved a ^Cfair young ^Gdamsel, a dam^Csel so ^Dfair ^DAnd her fortune ^Gwas so ^Dgreat that it could ^Gscarce^Cly be ^Dtold ^DAnd she loved her jolly soldier boy ^Gbecause he ^Cwas so ^Dbold

Oh ^Gthen ^Ccried the ^Glady "I ^Cfain would ^Gbe your ^Dwife But me ^Gfather ^Che is ^Gcruel and he'd surely ^Ctake me ^Dlife" ^DHe drew out his sword and ^Gpist^Dol and he ^Ghung them ^Cby his ^Dside ^DAnd he swore that he would marry her and ^Gthat’s what ^Cwould ^Dbetide

So they ^Gwent and ^Cthey got ^Gmarried and as ^Cthey were ^Gcoming ^Dhome They ^Gmet with her old ^Cfathe^Gr and seven ^Carmed ^Dmen ^D"Let us flee", cried the ^Glad^Dy "for we'll ^Gsurely ^Cwill be ^Dslain" ^D"Fear nothing my dear charmer", the ^Gsoldier ^Ccried a^Dgain

Then ^Gup came the ^Cold ^Gman and ^Cunto ^Gher did ^Dsay "It's ^Gfor your diso^Cbedi^Gence to me this ^Cvery ^Dday ^DFor as you had ^Gbeen so ^Dmean as to ^Gbe a ^Csoldier's ^Dwife ^DDown in this lonesome valley I will ^Gsurely ^Ctake your ^Dlife"

"Oh ^Gno", cried the ^Csold^Gier "I ^Cdo not ^Glike your ^Dprattle For a^Glthough I am a ^Cbride^Ggroom I am well pre^Cpared for ^Dbattle" ^DHe drew out his ^Gsword and ^Dpistol and he ^Gcaused them ^Cfor to ^Droar ^DAnd the lady held the bridle while the ^Gsoldier ^Cbattled ^Dsore

Well the ^Gfirst one he ^Ccame ^Gto he ^Cran ^Gthrough and ^Dmaimed And the ^Gsecond one he ^Ccame ^Gto he served him ^Cjust the ^Dsame ^D"Let us flee", ^Gcried the ^Dothers "For we ^Gsurely ^Cwill be ^Dslain" ^D"Fight on, my dear charmer", the ^Glady ^Ccried ^Dagain

"Stay your ^Ghand", cried the ^Cold ^Gman "you ^Cmake my ^Gblood run ^Dcold And ^Gyou shall have me ^Cdaughter ^Gand five thousand ^Cpounds in ^Dgold" ^D"Fight on", cried the ^Glad^Dy "for his ^Goffer ^Cis too ^Dsmall" ^D"Stay your hand", cried the old man "and ^Gyou shall ^Chave it ^Dall"

So he's ^Gtaken ^Cthem both ^Ghome and he's ^Cmade them ^Gboth his ^Dheirs And it ^Gwasn't out of ^Clove ^Gbut it was from ^Cdread and ^Dfear ^DFor there never was a ^Gsold^Dier ever ^Gcarri^Ced a ^Dgun ^DWho would ever flinch or budge an inch till the ^Gbattle ^Che had ^Dwon

So ^Gdon't ^Cdespise the ^Gsoldier ^Cjust be^Gcause he's ^Dpoor He's as ^Ghappy on the ^Cbattl^Gefield as at the ^Cbarrack ^Ddoor ^DFor they ^Gare the ^Dlads to be ^Gjovial ^Cbrisk and ^Dfree ^DAnd they'll fight for the pretty girls, for ^Grights and ^Cliber^Dty