Chords for Show of Hands "The Blue Cockade"

Because people infused and spread the word about music and copied and sang to [D] each other. _
[G#] It's called the Blue Cockade.
[E] It _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
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was on one Monday [B] morning, _ as I crossed over the [D] Mosque,
_ I a little thought of [A] listening, till [D] the soldiers did me [A] cross.
_ The [D]
company _ [F#m] enticed [A] me to [G] drink their [D] health all [A] round,
and the bounty, [A] _ _ [D] _ _ and the [E] bounty.
_ _ _ _ They [Dm] gave me [G] five guineas [A] and a [D] crown. _
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_ _ [D] _ _ Now my head [B] was full of drink, love, _ [D] and I didn't [A] think of you.
_ _ Now I'm four to go and join [G] the orange and [A] the blues.
[D] Our ship, she waits at [D] anchor [G] to take [D] the flowing [A] tide.
I owe eternal love, I owe [D] eternal love, I owe eternal love, I [A] owe eternal.
_ [D] In the _ springtime, [G] when I make you my bride.
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[D] _ _ _ The world is gone, it's [Bm] morning, _ [D] before [A] the break of [D] day.
_ The kingdom came, it washed _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[A] away.
_ [D] All your rags and my toys, all of it you show.
_ Fare thee well, _ fare thee [G] well, love, [E] fare thee _ _ _ well, fare [D] thee well. _
[G] You're like [A] a child, [D] you're. _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ We hope you don't [Bm] cross the line, and [G] I hope you always [D] stay.
_ _ _ Everything you want, _ _ I hope you [D] plan [A] well.
And [D] hurry, crawl upon, lay your cross, [B] refuse [A] to crawl.
Since [D] you've been me, since [G] you've been me, since [Em] you've been [G] me, since [A] you've been me.
The [D] very thought of [G] my sorrow, grief, [D] and woe.
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[D] _ _ _ When true my love has lifted, _ and he [G] wears a blue [D] cockade.
He is a handsome young man, [G] like a wiser [A] of any.
_ _ [D] He is a handsome young man, [G] with a tearstone to [D] serve the [A] king.
While [D] my very, [A] while my [G] very, while [Em] my very, [E] while [A] my very heart [D] is aching.
[G] Oh, for [A] the love [G] of you.
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