Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: qualquer

This is a very patriotic song in ENGLAND

Verse 1

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And did those feet ~~~ In an-ci-ent time
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Walk up on Englands mountains green ?
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And was the ho-----ly lamb of~~~ God
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On Englands pleasant pastures seen ?
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And did the coun-te-nance divine
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Shine forth up-on -- our clouded hills ?
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And was Je-ru-sa-lem~~~~~ build-ed here
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A-mong these dark sa-tan-ic mills ?

Verse 2

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Bring me my bow~~~ of burn~~~~ing gold
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Bring me  my  ar-rows of  de-sire
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Bring me my spear -- o cloud un~~~fold
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Bring me my cha-ri-ot of fire
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 I will not cease~~~~ from mental fight
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Nor shall my sword~~ sleep in my hand
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Till we have built~~~ Je-ru-sa-lem
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In Englands green and pleasant land


William Blake 1757-1827