Chords for Eliza Carthy and The Wayward Band - Turpin Hero

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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] On hounds of [Am] heath [Bb] as I rode [D] out, _ _ I [Gm] _ _ spied a [Dm] lawyer _ [Bb] _
riding _ _ about. _ _
_ [Am] Now, [Bb] sir, I say, run all you can [Am] _ from [Gm] _ _ Turkish land, _ [F] _
mischievous [Dm] land. _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Gm] Oh, _ _ [Dm] Red _ [Gm] Turban [Dm] _ [Gm] Hero, _ _ _ oh, _ Red _
[Am] _ _ [Gm] _ Turban, _ _ _ oh.
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[Gm] Says _ Turban, [D] he'll never [Gm] [Dm] find me out. _ _
[Gm] I hid my [Dm] money in my boot.
_ _ _ Well, [Bb] then, says the lawyer, there's none can find my [Gm] _ gold.
I'm stitched in [F] my coat _ behind.
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Oh, [Gm] _ Red _ [Dm] _ Turban _ _ [Gm] Hero, _ _ oh, _ Red _ _ [Am] _ [Gm] Turban, _ _ _ [G] oh. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ As they roll [D] down [Gm] my [Bb] powder _ _ _ mill, [G] _ Turban [D]
commands [Gm] him to [Bb] be [D] still. _
_ [Am] Now, [Bb] sir, your coat I will cut off _ for [Gm] my [G] mare, she needs a new [F] saddle _ of [D] her _ _ _ own. _
[G] _ _ [Gm] Oh, _ Red [Dm] _
[Gm] Turban [D] _ [Gm] Hero, _ _ oh, _ Red _ _ [D] _ _
[Gm] Turban, _ [Dm] oh.
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_ [Gm] I sped [Dm] and rode in search of [Gm] praise by the [D] _ [Bb] taxman on the way.
_ Following any bitter stand, [Gm] your gold he says [F] I can never [G] find.
[Gm] Oh, Red Turban Hero, oh, Red [G] Turban, oh.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ Oh, _ _ _ _ _ sir, when with [Bb] our remorse [Gm] you knocked [Bb] my wife from off his horse,
left him on the ground to [Gm] stroll, she made up [Dm] things for all the [G] horse.
[Gm] Oh, Red _ Turban [G] Hero, _ oh, Red Turban, oh.
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[G] _ I _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] sped and rode in styles with the lane, your touch with all its [Bb] grain.
And here I'll lie here and broach, [Dm] _
[G] I'll [Bb] [D] battle just [Bb] to see his face.
[G] _ [Bb] Oh, [Gm] Red Turban [G] Hero, _ oh, Red Turban, _ oh.
_ [Gm] _ Red Turban _ [G] Hero, [Gm] oh, Red _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [D] _ [G] _ Turban, oh.
Oh, [Gm] _ [C] Turban, he [Gm] at last is told for the shooting [C] _ [Gm] of a [Dm] Dunhill cock,
[Bb] _ carried straight into a jail _ [G] where his [Bb] battle [Dm] he does _ [G]
belay.
[Gm] Oh, Red Turban Hero, oh, Red Turban, oh.
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Oh, _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [Gm] Turban, it's condemned to die, to [Dm] hang on in [D] _ Galatasaray.
[Bb] I've never seen such strong [Gm] love, but it's here in Zimbabwe, on the [Dm] _ [G]
hilltop.
Oh, [Gm] _ Red Turban Hero, _ oh, Red Turban, _ [Bb]
[G] oh.
_ _ Red Turban Hero, _ oh, Red Turban, oh.
Oh, [Gm] _ _ Redturban Hero, oh, _ [D] Red [G] Turban, oh.
_ [Gm] Oh, oh, oh, _ _ Ransom, [B]
[Gm] dear.
Oh, oh, oh, _ _ _ _ _ Ransom, dear.
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