Chords for The Cropper Lads - Folly Bridge
Tempo:
128.4 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Bb
Gm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Come, cropper lads of high renown, Who love to drink strong ale that's brown, And strike each hoary tyrant down With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the [Bb] sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
What though the specials still advance, And soldiers nightly round us prance, The cropper lads still lead the dance With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads [Ab] for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
And night by night when all is still, And the moon is hid behind the hill, We've all as much to do our will With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
Great Enoch still shall lead the man, Stop him who dares, stop him who can, Press forward every gallant [Bb] man With hatchet, [Ab] pike, and gun.
The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, [Gm] Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for [Ab] me.
[C]
The End
The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the [Bb] sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
What though the specials still advance, And soldiers nightly round us prance, The cropper lads still lead the dance With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads [Ab] for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
And night by night when all is still, And the moon is hid behind the hill, We've all as much to do our will With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
Great Enoch still shall lead the man, Stop him who dares, stop him who can, Press forward every gallant [Bb] man With hatchet, [Ab] pike, and gun.
The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, [Gm] Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for [Ab] me.
[C]
The End
Key:
Ab
Bb
Gm
C
Ab
Bb
Gm
C
_ Come, cropper lads of high renown, Who love to drink strong ale that's brown, And strike each hoary tyrant down With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads for me, _ The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the [Bb] sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me. _
What though the specials still advance, And soldiers nightly round us prance, The cropper lads still lead the dance With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads [Ab] for me, The gallant lads for _ me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
And night by night when all is still, And the moon is hid behind the hill, We've all as much to do our will With hatchet, pike, and gun.
_ The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
Great Enoch still shall lead the man, Stop him who dares, stop him who can, Press forward every _ gallant [Bb] man With hatchet, [Ab] pike, and _ gun.
The cropper lads for _ me, The gallant lads for me, [Gm] Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for [Ab] me. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ The End _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The cropper lads for me, _ The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the [Bb] sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me. _
What though the specials still advance, And soldiers nightly round us prance, The cropper lads still lead the dance With hatchet, pike, and gun.
The cropper lads [Ab] for me, The gallant lads for _ me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
And night by night when all is still, And the moon is hid behind the hill, We've all as much to do our will With hatchet, pike, and gun.
_ The cropper lads for me, The gallant lads for me, Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for me.
Great Enoch still shall lead the man, Stop him who dares, stop him who can, Press forward every _ gallant [Bb] man With hatchet, [Ab] pike, and _ gun.
The cropper lads for _ me, The gallant lads for me, [Gm] Though with lusty stroke the sheer frames broke, The cropper lads for [Ab] me. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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_ _ _ The End _ _ _
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