Roddy Mccorley - Ver 2

D# Cm Oh see the host of fleet foot men, Cm/G# A#7 D# Who march with faces wan, D# G# D# From farmstead and from fishers’ cot, Cm G# A# A-long the banks of Bann; D# G# D# They come with vengeance in their eyes. Cm G# A# Too late! Too late are they, D# Cm For young Roddy McCorley goes to die G# A#7 D# On the bridge of Toome today. D# Cm Up the narrow street he stepped, G# A#7 D# So smiling, proud and young. D# G# D# A-bout the hemp-rope on his neck, Cm G# A# The golden ringlets clung; D# G# D# There’s ne’er a tear in his blue eyes, Cm G# A# Fearless and brave are they, D# Cm As young Roddy McCorley goes to die G# A#7 D# On the bridge of Toome today. D# Cm When last this narrow street he trod, G# A#7 D# His shining pike in hand D# G# D# Behind him marched, in grim array, Cm G# A# An earnest stalwart band. D# G# D# To Antrim town! To Antrim town, Cm G# A# He led them to the fray, D# Cm But young Roddy McCorley goes to die G# A#7 D# On the bridge of Toome today. D# Cm There’s ne'er a one of all your dead G# A#7 D# More bravely died in fray D# G# D# Than he who marches to his fate Cm G# A# In Toomebridge town today; D# G# D# True to the last! True to the last, Cm G# A# He treads the upwards way, D# Cm And young Roddy McCorley goes to die G# A#7 D# On the bridge of Toome today.