Chords for Cruel Wars - The Longest Johns
Tempo:
105.65 bpm
Chords used:
G
Cm
C
Gm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] [Fm]
[G] [Cm]
[Fm] [G] [F] The recruitment sergeant came [G] away from the inner town at the close of day.
He said, my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine conked hat and [Gm] a musket at your shoulder,
[Cm]
the shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh [Gm] poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] Well the recruitment sergeant marched away from the inner [Cm] town on a breaky day.
Johnny came to with half a ring, he was off to be a soldier to confine for the king.
In a far off war, in a far off land, to face [C] a foreign [F] soldier.
But how will you fare with his lead in the air, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[C] Well the sun goes high on [G] a barren land, with a thin red line made [E] of military [G] sand.
There were slingshot, chainshot, grapeshot too, swords and bayonets thrusting through.
Poor [Fm] Johnny fell, but the day was won and the king is grateful to ya.
But your soldiering's done and [Eb] they're sending you home, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] Well they said he was a hero, not to grieve for the two ruined legs and the empty [F] sleeves.
They took him home and they set him down with a military [Cm] fashion and a medal from the crown.
But you haven't an arm, you haven't a leg, the [Eb] enemy nearly slew ya.
You'll have to go out on the streets and beg, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen [Gm] to ya?
[G] Well a recruit from the sergeant came a long [Eb] way from the Indian town with the clothes of day.
He said, oh my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would [G] you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine condat [N] and a musket at your shoulder.
The shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
Oh Polly, love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun.
And we must go a [Ab]-marching to the [E] beating of a drum.
Come [G] dress yourself all in your best and [Cm] come along with [B] me.
I'll [C] take you [Eb] to the cruel [Gm] wars in high Germany.
Oh Harry, [Eb] dearest Harry, mind well what I do say.
My feet they are so tender and I cannot march away.
Besides my dearest Harry, I am with child [C] by thee.
Not fitted [Ebm] for the cruel wars in high Germany.
I'll buy you a horse, my love, and on [C] it you shall ride.
And [Cm] all of my delight shall be walking at your side.
We'll stop [F] at every alehouse and drink when we are [G] dry.
Be true [Ebm] to one another, get married by and by.
[Gm] Hark, I [C] said, be the cruel wars that ever they shall rise.
And out of marrying the press many a man likewise.
They took her Harry from [N] her likewise, her brothers [Cm] three.
And sent them [Ebm] to the cruel wars in [G] high Germany.
[N] Thank you.
[G] [Cm]
[Fm] [G] [F] The recruitment sergeant came [G] away from the inner town at the close of day.
He said, my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine conked hat and [Gm] a musket at your shoulder,
[Cm]
the shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh [Gm] poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] Well the recruitment sergeant marched away from the inner [Cm] town on a breaky day.
Johnny came to with half a ring, he was off to be a soldier to confine for the king.
In a far off war, in a far off land, to face [C] a foreign [F] soldier.
But how will you fare with his lead in the air, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[C] Well the sun goes high on [G] a barren land, with a thin red line made [E] of military [G] sand.
There were slingshot, chainshot, grapeshot too, swords and bayonets thrusting through.
Poor [Fm] Johnny fell, but the day was won and the king is grateful to ya.
But your soldiering's done and [Eb] they're sending you home, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] Well they said he was a hero, not to grieve for the two ruined legs and the empty [F] sleeves.
They took him home and they set him down with a military [Cm] fashion and a medal from the crown.
But you haven't an arm, you haven't a leg, the [Eb] enemy nearly slew ya.
You'll have to go out on the streets and beg, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen [Gm] to ya?
[G] Well a recruit from the sergeant came a long [Eb] way from the Indian town with the clothes of day.
He said, oh my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would [G] you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine condat [N] and a musket at your shoulder.
The shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
Oh Polly, love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun.
And we must go a [Ab]-marching to the [E] beating of a drum.
Come [G] dress yourself all in your best and [Cm] come along with [B] me.
I'll [C] take you [Eb] to the cruel [Gm] wars in high Germany.
Oh Harry, [Eb] dearest Harry, mind well what I do say.
My feet they are so tender and I cannot march away.
Besides my dearest Harry, I am with child [C] by thee.
Not fitted [Ebm] for the cruel wars in high Germany.
I'll buy you a horse, my love, and on [C] it you shall ride.
And [Cm] all of my delight shall be walking at your side.
We'll stop [F] at every alehouse and drink when we are [G] dry.
Be true [Ebm] to one another, get married by and by.
[Gm] Hark, I [C] said, be the cruel wars that ever they shall rise.
And out of marrying the press many a man likewise.
They took her Harry from [N] her likewise, her brothers [Cm] three.
And sent them [Ebm] to the cruel wars in [G] high Germany.
[N] Thank you.
Key:
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Cm
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Gm
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [G] _ [F] The recruitment sergeant came [G] away from the inner town at the close of day.
He said, my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine conked hat and [Gm] a musket at your shoulder,
[Cm]
the shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh [Gm] poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] _ Well the recruitment sergeant marched away from the inner [Cm] town on a breaky day.
Johnny came to with half a ring, he was off to be a soldier to confine for the king.
In a far off war, in a far off land, to face [C] a foreign [F] soldier.
But how will you fare with his lead in the air, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[C] Well the sun goes high on [G] a barren land, with a thin red line made [E] of military [G] sand.
There were slingshot, chainshot, grapeshot too, swords and bayonets thrusting through.
Poor [Fm] Johnny fell, but the day was won and the king is grateful to ya.
But your soldiering's done and [Eb] they're sending you home, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] Well they said he was a hero, not to grieve for the two ruined legs and the empty [F] sleeves.
They took him home and they set him down with a military [Cm] fashion and a medal from the crown.
But you haven't an arm, you haven't a leg, the [Eb] enemy nearly slew ya.
You'll have to go out on the streets and beg, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen [Gm] to ya?
[G] Well a recruit from the sergeant came a long [Eb] way from the Indian town with the clothes of day.
He said, oh my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would [G] you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine condat [N] and a musket at your shoulder.
The shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
Oh Polly, love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun.
And we must go a [Ab]-marching to the [E] beating of a drum.
Come [G] dress yourself all in your best and [Cm] come along with [B] me.
I'll [C] take you [Eb] to the cruel [Gm] wars in high Germany.
Oh Harry, [Eb] dearest Harry, mind well what I do say.
My feet they are so tender and I cannot march away.
Besides my dearest Harry, I am with child [C] by thee.
Not fitted [Ebm] for the cruel wars in high Germany.
I'll buy you a horse, my love, and on [C] it you shall ride.
And [Cm] all of my delight shall be walking at your side.
We'll stop [F] at every alehouse and drink when we are [G] dry.
Be true [Ebm] to one another, get married by and by.
[Gm] _ Hark, I [C] said, be the cruel wars that ever they shall rise.
And out of marrying the press many a man likewise.
They took her Harry from [N] her likewise, her brothers [Cm] three.
And sent them [Ebm] to the cruel _ _ wars _ in [G] high _ _ _ Germany. _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ Thank you. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [G] _ [F] The recruitment sergeant came [G] away from the inner town at the close of day.
He said, my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine conked hat and [Gm] a musket at your shoulder,
[Cm]
the shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh [Gm] poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] _ Well the recruitment sergeant marched away from the inner [Cm] town on a breaky day.
Johnny came to with half a ring, he was off to be a soldier to confine for the king.
In a far off war, in a far off land, to face [C] a foreign [F] soldier.
But how will you fare with his lead in the air, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[C] Well the sun goes high on [G] a barren land, with a thin red line made [E] of military [G] sand.
There were slingshot, chainshot, grapeshot too, swords and bayonets thrusting through.
Poor [Fm] Johnny fell, but the day was won and the king is grateful to ya.
But your soldiering's done and [Eb] they're sending you home, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
[G] Well they said he was a hero, not to grieve for the two ruined legs and the empty [F] sleeves.
They took him home and they set him down with a military [Cm] fashion and a medal from the crown.
But you haven't an arm, you haven't a leg, the [Eb] enemy nearly slew ya.
You'll have to go out on the streets and beg, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen [Gm] to ya?
[G] Well a recruit from the sergeant came a long [Eb] way from the Indian town with the clothes of day.
He said, oh my Johnny, you're a fine young man, would [G] you like to march along behind a military band?
With a scarlet coat and a fine condat [N] and a musket at your shoulder.
The shilling he took and he kissed the book, oh poor Johnny, what'll happen to ya?
Oh Polly, love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun.
And we must go a [Ab]-marching to the [E] beating of a drum.
Come [G] dress yourself all in your best and [Cm] come along with [B] me.
I'll [C] take you [Eb] to the cruel [Gm] wars in high Germany.
Oh Harry, [Eb] dearest Harry, mind well what I do say.
My feet they are so tender and I cannot march away.
Besides my dearest Harry, I am with child [C] by thee.
Not fitted [Ebm] for the cruel wars in high Germany.
I'll buy you a horse, my love, and on [C] it you shall ride.
And [Cm] all of my delight shall be walking at your side.
We'll stop [F] at every alehouse and drink when we are [G] dry.
Be true [Ebm] to one another, get married by and by.
[Gm] _ Hark, I [C] said, be the cruel wars that ever they shall rise.
And out of marrying the press many a man likewise.
They took her Harry from [N] her likewise, her brothers [Cm] three.
And sent them [Ebm] to the cruel _ _ wars _ in [G] high _ _ _ Germany. _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ Thank you. _ _ _ _ _
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