Chords for Martin Carthy Dominion Of The Sword
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Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Lay by your pleading, your eyes are bleeding, Burn all your studies down and throw away
your reading, Small have a word as man can afford us,
Not answer much privilege as the sword does.
It'll foster the master, blast a disaster, This'll make a servant quickly greater than
the master, Ventures, enters, seeks and it centers,
Deserve the upper hand, never a dissenter, [Gm]
[G] Kugakuguranda, wither do you wander,
Gone to the suborning of Hastings' panda, Kugakuguranda, tear you all asunder,
Buy an Attila when the Gabba roll into Nyanga,
[Gm] [G]
Talks of small things, it sets up all things, This'll master money, the money masters all
things, It is not season to talk of reason,
Never call it loyal when the sword says treason,
Calm for the warrior, the wail of the furrier, This'll get the measure of a rainbow warrior,
Incognito, come and sink a rainbow, President will never know, Russia, bloody cocoa,
Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever, See the pilgrims play the unbeliever,
It'll make a layman preach and to pray man, It'll make a lord of him that waltzed for the drayman,
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[G]
Conquers the crown to crave and the gown to set you up a province,
But it'll pull it down to no gospel can guide it,
No law decide it, in church or state, Till the sword sanctify it,
Take books, rents and who can invent them, When the sword says there'll be no argumentum,
Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir,
Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hill, sir.
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[G]
Lay by your pleading, your eyes are bleeding, Burn all your studies down and throw away
your reading, Small have a word as man can afford us,
Not answer much privilege as the sword does.
It'll foster the master, blast a disaster, This'll make a servant quickly greater than
the master, Ventures, enters, seeks and it centers,
Deserve the upper hand, never a dissenter, [Gm]
[G] Kugakuguranda, wither do you wander,
Gone to the suborning of Hastings' panda, Kugakuguranda, tear you all asunder,
Buy an Attila when the Gabba roll into Nyanga,
[Gm] [G]
Talks of small things, it sets up all things, This'll master money, the money masters all
things, It is not season to talk of reason,
Never call it loyal when the sword says treason,
Calm for the warrior, the wail of the furrier, This'll get the measure of a rainbow warrior,
Incognito, come and sink a rainbow, President will never know, Russia, bloody cocoa,
Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever, See the pilgrims play the unbeliever,
It'll make a layman preach and to pray man, It'll make a lord of him that waltzed for the drayman,
[Gm]
[G]
Conquers the crown to crave and the gown to set you up a province,
But it'll pull it down to no gospel can guide it,
No law decide it, in church or state, Till the sword sanctify it,
Take books, rents and who can invent them, When the sword says there'll be no argumentum,
Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir,
Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hill, sir.
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_ Lay by your pleading, your eyes are bleeding, Burn all your studies down and throw away
your reading, Small have a word as man can afford us,
Not answer much privilege as the sword does. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ It'll foster the master, blast a disaster, This'll make a servant quickly greater than
the master, Ventures, enters, seeks and it centers,
Deserve the upper hand, never a dissenter, _ _ [Gm] _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ Kugakuguranda, wither do you wander,
Gone to the suborning of Hastings' panda, Kugakuguranda, tear you all asunder,
Buy an Attila when the Gabba roll into Nyanga, _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ Talks of small things, it sets up all things, This'll master money, the money masters all
things, It is not season to talk of reason,
Never call it loyal when the sword says treason, _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Calm for the warrior, the wail of the furrier, This'll get the measure of a rainbow warrior, _
Incognito, come and sink a rainbow, President will never know, Russia, bloody cocoa, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever, See the pilgrims play the unbeliever,
It'll make a layman preach and to pray man, It'll make a lord of him that waltzed for the drayman,
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Conquers the crown to crave and the gown to set you up a province,
But it'll pull it down to no gospel can guide it,
No law decide it, in church or state, Till the sword sanctify it,
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Take books, rents and who can invent them, When the sword says there'll be no argumentum,
Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir,
Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hill, sir.
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_ Lay by your pleading, your eyes are bleeding, Burn all your studies down and throw away
your reading, Small have a word as man can afford us,
Not answer much privilege as the sword does. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ It'll foster the master, blast a disaster, This'll make a servant quickly greater than
the master, Ventures, enters, seeks and it centers,
Deserve the upper hand, never a dissenter, _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ Kugakuguranda, wither do you wander,
Gone to the suborning of Hastings' panda, Kugakuguranda, tear you all asunder,
Buy an Attila when the Gabba roll into Nyanga, _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ Talks of small things, it sets up all things, This'll master money, the money masters all
things, It is not season to talk of reason,
Never call it loyal when the sword says treason, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Calm for the warrior, the wail of the furrier, This'll get the measure of a rainbow warrior, _
Incognito, come and sink a rainbow, President will never know, Russia, bloody cocoa, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever, See the pilgrims play the unbeliever,
It'll make a layman preach and to pray man, It'll make a lord of him that waltzed for the drayman,
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
Conquers the crown to crave and the gown to set you up a province,
But it'll pull it down to no gospel can guide it,
No law decide it, in church or state, Till the sword sanctify it,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Take books, rents and who can invent them, When the sword says there'll be no argumentum,
Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir,
Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hill, sir.
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