Chords for Show of Hands - 'The Lads in their Hundreds' (Centenary)
Tempo:
69.85 bpm
Chords used:
G
A
Bm
D
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
The lights in [G] the hundreds, [A]
[Bm] the lights in [G] the hundreds,
[A] the lights [G] in the hundreds.
Lights in [D] the hundreds, the [A] Ludlow coming for the fair.
[D] There's men from the barn, and [F#] the forge, and the mill, and the fold.
[D] The lights for the girls, and [A] the lights for the liquor are there.
[D] And there with the rest of the lads, [E] that will never be old.
The lights in [G] the hundreds, the chops from the town, and the [A] field, and the till, and the [Bm] car.
[D] And the many to count, are the [B] stowards, and many the brave.
[D] And many the handsome have faced, [A] and the handsome have [Bm] heard.
[D] And a few that will carry their looks, [A] or their truths to the grave.
[G] [A]
[Bm] The lights in the [G] hundreds, [A]
the lights in the hundreds, the lights in the [G] hundreds.
I wish I could know them, I [A] wish there were tokens [Bm] to tell.
[G] Fortunate fellows, that [Bm] now you can never discern.
[G] And then one could talk with them, [A] friendly, and wish them [Bm] farewell.
[G] And watch them depart on the way, that [A] they'll not return.
The lights in the [G] hundreds, [A]
[D] the lights in the [G] hundreds, [A]
the lights in [G] the hundreds.
Now you may stare, as you [A] like, and there's [D] nothing to scare.
And brushing your elbow, I'm guessed [F#] at, and not to be told.
[G] They carry back [D] right to the coiner, [A] are the [Bm] message of man.
[G] Are the lads that will die in their glory, [A] and never be old.
[G] The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow [A] come in for the fair.
[Bm] There's men from the barn and the forge, [G] and the mill and the foal.
The lads for the girls, and the [Bm] lads for the liquor are there.
And there with the rest of the lads [G] that will never be old.
There's chaps from the town, [A] and the field, and [Bm] the till, and the cart.
And many to count of [G] stalwart, and many that braved.
And many the [A] handsome have faced, and the handsome have heard.
And a few that will [G] carry their looks, or their truths to the grave.
[A] [Bm] [G] [Bm]
[G] [A]
[D] [G]
[Bm] the lights in [G] the hundreds,
[A] the lights [G] in the hundreds.
Lights in [D] the hundreds, the [A] Ludlow coming for the fair.
[D] There's men from the barn, and [F#] the forge, and the mill, and the fold.
[D] The lights for the girls, and [A] the lights for the liquor are there.
[D] And there with the rest of the lads, [E] that will never be old.
The lights in [G] the hundreds, the chops from the town, and the [A] field, and the till, and the [Bm] car.
[D] And the many to count, are the [B] stowards, and many the brave.
[D] And many the handsome have faced, [A] and the handsome have [Bm] heard.
[D] And a few that will carry their looks, [A] or their truths to the grave.
[G] [A]
[Bm] The lights in the [G] hundreds, [A]
the lights in the hundreds, the lights in the [G] hundreds.
I wish I could know them, I [A] wish there were tokens [Bm] to tell.
[G] Fortunate fellows, that [Bm] now you can never discern.
[G] And then one could talk with them, [A] friendly, and wish them [Bm] farewell.
[G] And watch them depart on the way, that [A] they'll not return.
The lights in the [G] hundreds, [A]
[D] the lights in the [G] hundreds, [A]
the lights in [G] the hundreds.
Now you may stare, as you [A] like, and there's [D] nothing to scare.
And brushing your elbow, I'm guessed [F#] at, and not to be told.
[G] They carry back [D] right to the coiner, [A] are the [Bm] message of man.
[G] Are the lads that will die in their glory, [A] and never be old.
[G] The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow [A] come in for the fair.
[Bm] There's men from the barn and the forge, [G] and the mill and the foal.
The lads for the girls, and the [Bm] lads for the liquor are there.
And there with the rest of the lads [G] that will never be old.
There's chaps from the town, [A] and the field, and [Bm] the till, and the cart.
And many to count of [G] stalwart, and many that braved.
And many the [A] handsome have faced, and the handsome have heard.
And a few that will [G] carry their looks, or their truths to the grave.
[A] [Bm] [G] [Bm]
[G] [A]
[D] [G]
Key:
G
A
Bm
D
F#
G
A
Bm
_ The lights in [G] the hundreds, _ _ [A] _
_ [Bm] the lights in [G] the hundreds, _ _ _
[A] _ the lights [G] in the hundreds.
Lights in [D] the hundreds, the [A] Ludlow coming for the fair.
[D] There's men from the barn, and [F#] the forge, and the mill, and the fold.
[D] The lights for the girls, and [A] the lights for the liquor are there.
[D] And there with the rest of the lads, [E] that will never be old.
The lights in [G] the hundreds, the chops from the town, and the [A] field, and the till, and the [Bm] car.
[D] And the many to count, are the [B] stowards, and many the brave.
[D] And many the handsome have faced, [A] and the handsome have [Bm] heard.
[D] And a few that will carry their looks, [A] or their truths to the grave.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[Bm] The lights in the [G] hundreds, _ _ _ [A] _
the lights in the hundreds, the lights in the [G] hundreds.
I wish I could know them, I [A] wish there were tokens [Bm] to tell.
[G] Fortunate fellows, that [Bm] now you can never discern.
[G] And then one could talk with them, [A] friendly, and wish them [Bm] farewell.
[G] And watch them depart on the way, that [A] they'll not return.
The lights in the [G] hundreds, _ _ _ [A] _
[D] the lights in the [G] hundreds, _ _ _ [A] _
the lights in [G] the hundreds.
Now you may stare, as you [A] like, and there's [D] nothing to scare.
And brushing your elbow, I'm guessed [F#] at, and not to be told.
[G] They carry back [D] right to the coiner, [A] are the [Bm] message of man.
[G] Are the lads that will die in their glory, [A] and never be old.
_ [G] The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow [A] come in for the fair.
[Bm] There's men from the barn and the forge, [G] and the mill and the foal.
The lads for the girls, and the [Bm] lads for the liquor are there.
And there with the rest of the lads [G] that will never be old.
There's chaps from the town, [A] and the field, and [Bm] the till, and the cart.
And many to count of [G] stalwart, and many that braved.
And many the [A] handsome have faced, and the handsome have heard.
And a few that will [G] carry their looks, or their truths to the grave.
_ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] the lights in [G] the hundreds, _ _ _
[A] _ the lights [G] in the hundreds.
Lights in [D] the hundreds, the [A] Ludlow coming for the fair.
[D] There's men from the barn, and [F#] the forge, and the mill, and the fold.
[D] The lights for the girls, and [A] the lights for the liquor are there.
[D] And there with the rest of the lads, [E] that will never be old.
The lights in [G] the hundreds, the chops from the town, and the [A] field, and the till, and the [Bm] car.
[D] And the many to count, are the [B] stowards, and many the brave.
[D] And many the handsome have faced, [A] and the handsome have [Bm] heard.
[D] And a few that will carry their looks, [A] or their truths to the grave.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[Bm] The lights in the [G] hundreds, _ _ _ [A] _
the lights in the hundreds, the lights in the [G] hundreds.
I wish I could know them, I [A] wish there were tokens [Bm] to tell.
[G] Fortunate fellows, that [Bm] now you can never discern.
[G] And then one could talk with them, [A] friendly, and wish them [Bm] farewell.
[G] And watch them depart on the way, that [A] they'll not return.
The lights in the [G] hundreds, _ _ _ [A] _
[D] the lights in the [G] hundreds, _ _ _ [A] _
the lights in [G] the hundreds.
Now you may stare, as you [A] like, and there's [D] nothing to scare.
And brushing your elbow, I'm guessed [F#] at, and not to be told.
[G] They carry back [D] right to the coiner, [A] are the [Bm] message of man.
[G] Are the lads that will die in their glory, [A] and never be old.
_ [G] The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow [A] come in for the fair.
[Bm] There's men from the barn and the forge, [G] and the mill and the foal.
The lads for the girls, and the [Bm] lads for the liquor are there.
And there with the rest of the lads [G] that will never be old.
There's chaps from the town, [A] and the field, and [Bm] the till, and the cart.
And many to count of [G] stalwart, and many that braved.
And many the [A] handsome have faced, and the handsome have heard.
And a few that will [G] carry their looks, or their truths to the grave.
_ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _