Chords for Agincourt Carol - Poxy Boggards
Tempo:
70.525 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
C
Am
F
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm]
Our king went forth to Normandy, With grace and [Am] might of [Dm] chivalry,
There [C] God bore [Dm] him, Rattmaresli, Where for England they call and cry.
He set [C] a siege, [Dm] soothed for to say, To Hawthorne town with royal array,
The [Am] town he won and [Dm] made of [F] fray, That France shall rue until [Dm] doomsday.
[F#m] Deo gratias, Deo [F]
gratias,
Amia, [D] re de pro [C] [Dm]
victoria.
Then went our [C] king with all [Dm] his host, Through France, spite [Am] all the French [Dm] did boast,
He [C] starred neither least [F] nor most, [C] Till he came [E] to [Dm] Agincourt post.
Then, [Em] forsooth, that [Dm] comely knight, In Agincourt [Am] fields did [Dm] manly fight,
[Am] Through grace of God [C] most [Dm] mighty, [E] He won [Dm] both field and victory.
[Am] Deo gratias, [N] Deo gratias,
Amia, re de [Dm] pro victoria.
Then dukes and [Am] earls, lord [Dm] and baron, Were taken, [Am] slain, and that [Dm] well soon,
And [F] some were led into London, With joy and mirth [Dm] and great renown.
Now, gracious [C] God, he [Dm] save our king, His people and [Am] all his good [Dm]-willing,
Give him [C] good life [F] and good ending, That [Em] we with [F] mirth may safely [Dm]
sing.
[N] Deo gratias, Deo [C]
gratias,
Amia, re de pro
[A#] [C] [D] victoria.
[F#]
Our king went forth to Normandy, With grace and [Am] might of [Dm] chivalry,
There [C] God bore [Dm] him, Rattmaresli, Where for England they call and cry.
He set [C] a siege, [Dm] soothed for to say, To Hawthorne town with royal array,
The [Am] town he won and [Dm] made of [F] fray, That France shall rue until [Dm] doomsday.
[F#m] Deo gratias, Deo [F]
gratias,
Amia, [D] re de pro [C] [Dm]
victoria.
Then went our [C] king with all [Dm] his host, Through France, spite [Am] all the French [Dm] did boast,
He [C] starred neither least [F] nor most, [C] Till he came [E] to [Dm] Agincourt post.
Then, [Em] forsooth, that [Dm] comely knight, In Agincourt [Am] fields did [Dm] manly fight,
[Am] Through grace of God [C] most [Dm] mighty, [E] He won [Dm] both field and victory.
[Am] Deo gratias, [N] Deo gratias,
Amia, re de [Dm] pro victoria.
Then dukes and [Am] earls, lord [Dm] and baron, Were taken, [Am] slain, and that [Dm] well soon,
And [F] some were led into London, With joy and mirth [Dm] and great renown.
Now, gracious [C] God, he [Dm] save our king, His people and [Am] all his good [Dm]-willing,
Give him [C] good life [F] and good ending, That [Em] we with [F] mirth may safely [Dm]
sing.
[N] Deo gratias, Deo [C]
gratias,
Amia, re de pro
[A#] [C] [D] victoria.
[F#]
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Our king went forth to Normandy, With grace and [Am] might of [Dm] chivalry,
There [C] God bore [Dm] him, Rattmaresli, Where for England they call and cry.
He set [C] a siege, [Dm] soothed for to say, To Hawthorne town with royal array,
The [Am] town he won and [Dm] made of [F] fray, That France shall rue until [Dm] doomsday.
_ _ [F#m] Deo gratias, Deo _ [F]
gratias,
Amia, [D] re de pro [C] _ [Dm]
victoria.
_ _ _ Then went our [C] king with all [Dm] his host, Through France, spite [Am] all the French [Dm] did boast,
He [C] starred neither least [F] nor most, [C] Till he came [E] to [Dm] Agincourt post.
Then, [Em] forsooth, that [Dm] comely knight, In Agincourt [Am] fields did [Dm] manly fight,
[Am] Through grace of God [C] most [Dm] mighty, [E] He won [Dm] both field and victory.
[Am] Deo _ gratias, [N] Deo _ gratias,
_ Amia, re de [Dm] pro victoria. _ _ _
Then dukes and [Am] earls, lord [Dm] and baron, Were taken, [Am] slain, and that [Dm] well soon,
And [F] some were led into London, With joy and mirth [Dm] and great renown.
Now, gracious [C] God, he [Dm] save our king, His people and [Am] all his good [Dm]-willing,
Give him [C] good life [F] and good ending, That [Em] we with [F] mirth may safely [Dm]
sing.
[N] Deo gratias, Deo _ [C]
gratias,
_ Amia, re de pro _
[A#] _ [C] [D] victoria.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _
Our king went forth to Normandy, With grace and [Am] might of [Dm] chivalry,
There [C] God bore [Dm] him, Rattmaresli, Where for England they call and cry.
He set [C] a siege, [Dm] soothed for to say, To Hawthorne town with royal array,
The [Am] town he won and [Dm] made of [F] fray, That France shall rue until [Dm] doomsday.
_ _ [F#m] Deo gratias, Deo _ [F]
gratias,
Amia, [D] re de pro [C] _ [Dm]
victoria.
_ _ _ Then went our [C] king with all [Dm] his host, Through France, spite [Am] all the French [Dm] did boast,
He [C] starred neither least [F] nor most, [C] Till he came [E] to [Dm] Agincourt post.
Then, [Em] forsooth, that [Dm] comely knight, In Agincourt [Am] fields did [Dm] manly fight,
[Am] Through grace of God [C] most [Dm] mighty, [E] He won [Dm] both field and victory.
[Am] Deo _ gratias, [N] Deo _ gratias,
_ Amia, re de [Dm] pro victoria. _ _ _
Then dukes and [Am] earls, lord [Dm] and baron, Were taken, [Am] slain, and that [Dm] well soon,
And [F] some were led into London, With joy and mirth [Dm] and great renown.
Now, gracious [C] God, he [Dm] save our king, His people and [Am] all his good [Dm]-willing,
Give him [C] good life [F] and good ending, That [Em] we with [F] mirth may safely [Dm]
sing.
[N] Deo gratias, Deo _ [C]
gratias,
_ Amia, re de pro _
[A#] _ [C] [D] victoria.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _