The Gamekeeper

G D G D G D In Devonshire I was a keeper, Bm D Half my life I lived outdoors. A Bm Using skills my father taught me, G A On land that edged the open moors. G D I'd cut the snares of every poacher, Bm D Rising hours before the sun. A Bm I set traps and planted cover, G A And drove the birds towards the guns. G D I fought in France like half this county, Bm D With all the skills I brought from home. A Bm I set traps and laid the wires, G A Til the earth grew red as Devon's own. G D Bm A G D July the first, nineteen sixteen, Bm D We early rose, passed round the rum. A Bm The whistles blew and we broke cover, G A And walked in line towards the guns. G A We walked towards those waiting guns. G D Bm A G D Back on the land, I hire the beaters, Bm D And when the glorious twelfth has come. A Bm We stand in line, we wait in silence, G A And walk once more towards the guns. G A We walk towards the waiting guns. G A We walk towards the waiting guns. G A A We walk towards the waiting guns. G D In Devonshire I was a Keeper