High Germany Oh Polly Love Oh Polly

Em G D C Em “Oh Polly love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun, G D C G D Em And we must go a-marching to the beating of the drum. G D C G D Em Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me; Em G Em D C Em I'll take you to the war, me love, in High Germany.” Em G D C Em “Oh Willy love, oh Willy, come list what I do say, G D C G D Em My feet they are so tender, I cannot march away. G D C G D Em And besides, my dearest Willy, I am with child by thee, Em G Em D C Em Not fitted for the war, me love, in High Germany.” Em G D C Em “I'll buy for you a horse, my love, and on it you shall ride G D C G D Em And all my delight shall be a-riding by your side. G D C G D Em We'll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry, Em G Em D C Em We'll be true to one another, get married by and by.” Em G D C Em Oh, cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise G D C G D Em And out of Merry England press many a man likewise. G D C G D Em They pressed my true love from me, likewise my brothers three, Em G Em D C Em And sent them to the war, me love, in High Germany. Em G D C Em My friends I do not value nor my foes I do not fear, G D C G D Em Now my love has left me I wander far and near. G D C G D Em And when my baby it is born and a-smiling on my knee Em G Em D C Em I'll think on lovely Willy in High Germany. Em G D C Em “Oh Polly love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun, G D C G D Em And we must go a-marching to the beating of the drum. G D C G D Em Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me; Em G Em D C Em I'll take you to the war, me love, in High Germany.”