Chords for The Lewis (Uig) Chessmen ; "Marching Mystery" - Dougie MacLean

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Carved from walrus ivory and whale's teeth, the Lewis Chessmen were found on the island
in 1831.
Most of the 93 pieces are in the British Museum, the rest in the National Museum
of Scotland.
The next year, 24 of the London-based Chessmen will join six of their Edinburgh
cousins for a tour around Scotland.
The Chessmen are 800 years old, a symbol, say historians,
of European [Bb] civilisation.
The tour [C] will start in Edinburgh in May next year.
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From ship to shining shore, _
_ [F] _ _ out of the time when I [C] was young, _ across the silver ocean's
floor, _ _ [F] _ their endless battle has [C] begun. _
They've farmed upon the open [Bb] hand, [F] blinding all who
see.
[Bb] They feast [C] upon the desert [F] land, marching on.
[G] They've farmed [C] upon the open [Bb] hand, [F] blinding
all who see.
[Bb] They feast [C] upon the desert [F] land, marching, _ marching, [C] marching, a mystery.
Again, that's the bit you sing.
It goes, [F] marching, marching, _ marching, a [C] mystery.
She _ _ _ _
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[C] _ holds her weary head, _
_ [F] _ her heavy horsemen stand [C] alone.
_ It's for the living and the dead,
to [F] _ _
search their fortune far [C] from home. _
[F] They've farmed [C] upon the open hand, [F] blinding all who see.
They feast [C] upon the desert [F] land, marching on.
They've farmed [C] upon the open [F] hand,
blinding all who see.
They feast [C] upon the desert [F] land, marching, marching, marching, [C] a mystery. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ There is [Bb] majesty, there is [C] tragedy, all in its place.
Standing in [Ab] its place.
Rank and [C] file, ever turning and [F] moving the space.
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_ _ On paths of black and gold, _ _ [F] _ they come with tales
too [D] dark to speak.
[C] _ But the _ fascination _ holds.
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They turn us on to search [C] and seek.
[F] They've farmed [C] upon the open hand, [F] blinding all who see.
They feast [C] upon the desert [F] land, marching on.
They've farmed [C] upon the open hand, [F] blinding all who see.
They feast [C] upon the desert [F] land, marching, marching, marching, a mystery.
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[Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] Nice one. _
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