Chords for The Corries --- Young Sailor Cut Down In His Prime

_ Okay, we're going to sing a song which Ronnie and I sang, oh, during our first year 21 years [F] ago. _ _
And it's a song that's the same tune as Streets of Laredo, but it's a maritime version,
and it's called The Young Sailor Cut Down in His Prime.
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[Am] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _
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_ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Fm] _ _
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ As I [Bb] was a-walkin' down [C] by the Royal Lampoon,
[F] Coal [Bb] was a-mornin' [C] and wet was the day.
_ Well, [Bb] who should I see but [C] one of me shipmates
[F] Wrapped [Bb] up in a blanket [C] and colder [F] than clay?
_ _ [C] So play the trombone-o-ly and play the fife-medley,
Play the dead much as they carry him _ [E] _ home.
[Dm] Oh, take her to [G] the [C] graveyard and lay the saw-door in,
[Am] For he was [Gm] a young sailor [C] cut down in [F] his prime.
_ _ When he asked for a blanket [Bb] to [C] carry to bed with,
[F] Likewise [Gm] for a candle to light him to [E] bed.
_ _ His [F] poor head was achin', his [C] sad heart was breakin',
He [F] was [Bb] a young sailor [C] cut down in [F] his prime.
_ _ [C] So play the trombone-o-ly and play the fife-medley,
_ Play the dead much as they carry him _ [E] home.
[Gm] Oh, take her to the [C] graveyard and lay the saw-door in,
[F] For he was [Gm] a young sailor [C] cut down in [F] his prime.
_ _ Well, [Gm] now he is dead [F] and he [C] lays in his coffin,
_ [F] Six [Gm] jolly sailors [C] to carry him _ along,
_ And [Fm]
six bonnie maidens all [C] decked in white roses,
[F] He was [Gm] a young sailor [C] cut down in [F] his prime.
_ _ [C] So play the trombone-o-ly and play the fife-medley,
_ Play the dead much as they carry him _ [E] home.
[F] Oh, take her to [Gm] the [F] graveyard and lay the [C] saw-door in,
[F] For he was a young [Bb] sailor cut [Eb] down in [F] his prime.
_ _ Well, at the [Bb] top of the street you will [C] see two girls _ [F] standin',
One [Gm] to the other they whisper [C] and say,
_ [Em] _ [G] Here comes a young [F] man whose money [C] we squandered,
[F] Here comes [Bb] a young sailor [C] cut down in [F] his prime.
_ _ [C] So play the trombone-o-ly and play the fife-medley,
Play the dead much as they carry him home.
_ _ [F] Oh, take her to the [C] graveyard and lay the saw-door in,
For he was [Bb] a young sailor [C] cut down in [F] his prime.
_ _ At the [Gm]
top of his grave you will see [C] these words written,
[F] Come all ye young sailors take [C] warning by _ me,
_ And [Bb]
never go [F] courtin' the girls [C] o'er the city,
For the [F] girls [Bb] o'er the city [C] were the ruin [F] of me.
_ [C] So play the trombone-o-ly and play the fife-medley,
_ Play the dead much as they carry him _ [E] _ home.
[F] Oh, take her to [Gm] the graveyard [C] and lay the saw-door in,
For he was [Bb] a young sailor [C] cut down in [F] his prime.
_ _ He was a [Bb] young sailor [C] cut down in his [F] prime. _ _ _ _ _ _
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