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[Verse 1]
              Cmaj7       Bb      G     C
Woe be to the orders that took my love away
    F      C            G          C      F        G
And woe be to the cruel cause that bid my tears to fall
C      F      C      G       C         F
Woe be to the bloody wars of high Germany
C         G/B      Am       F      G               C
They have taken my love and left a broken heart to me


[Verse 2]
                     Cmaj7     Bb       G        C
The drum beat in the morning before the break of day
                  F           C        G            C       F        G
And the small wee fife played loud and clear, while yet the morn was grey
 C           F     C      G               C                F
And aye, the bonny flag unfurled, 'twas a gallant sight to see
C      G/B    Am      F  G                    C
Woe to me, my soldier lad was marched to Germany


[Verse 3]
                  Cmaj7             Bb    G       C
Long, long is the travelling to the bonny pier of Leith
    F        C      G                  C         F       G
And bleak it was to gang there, with a snowstorm in your teeth
    C        F         C         G             C               F
And aye, the wind blew sharp and strong, and a tear rose in my eye
C      G/B      Am     F   G                C
I gang there to see my love embark for Germany


[Verse 4]
                    Cmaj7                   Bb      G        C
As I gazed over the cruel, cruel sea for as long as could be seen
              F      C       G        C        F        G
The wee small sails upon the ship, my own true love was in
    C        F         C         G        C                        F
And aye, the wind blew sharp and strong, and the ship sailed speedily
C         G/B    Am        F   G                  C
Cruel the raging wars have torn my bonny boy from me


[Verse 5]
              Cmaj7       Bb      G     C
Woe be to the orders that took my love away
    F      C      Am    G          C      F        G
And woe be to the cruel cause that bid my tears to fall
C      F      C      G       C         F
Woe be to the bloody wars of high Germany
C         G/B      Am       F   G                  C
They have taken my love and left a broken heart to me