Cm              Bb     F
You'll walk unscathed through musket fire
                Cm        Bb       Cm
No ploughman's blade will cut thee down
           Cm         Bb       F
No cutlass wound will mark thy face
             Cm    Bb        Cm
And you will be my ain true love
             Cm    Bb        Cm
And you will be my ain true love

           Cm           Bb          F
And as you walk through death's dark veil
                Cm      Bb        Cm
The cannon's thunder can't prevail
                Cm         Bb         F
And those who hunt thee down will fail
             Cm    Bb        Cm
And you will be my ain true love
             Cm    Bb        Cm
And you will be my ain true love

          Cm        Bb        F
Asleep inside the cannon's mouth
              Cm            Bb         Cm
The captain cries, “here comes the rout,”
                  Cm       Bb         F
They'll seek to find me north and south
             Cm       Bb      Cm
I’ve gone to find my ain true love

              Cm       Bb         F
The field is cut and bleeds to red
             Cm         Bb       Cm
The cannon balls fly round my head
                Cm       Bb        F
The infirmary man may count me dead
                  Cm       Bb        Cm
When I've gone to find my ain true love
             Cm      Bb        Cm
I've gone to find my ain true love