Willow Tree Bow, a Famous poem by my ancestor

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Em G G D
My heart's at war with a good-natured rifleman
Am C C D
Where he stands firing his foemen to slay;
Em G G D
While he was home with us, laughter and liveliness -
Em G D Em
Night time or church time 'twas all holiday.
Em G G D
Friends who fall in with a good-natured rifleman
Am C C D
Tell him his Helen abides by her vow
Em G G D
Just as she swore when her William, last January,
Em G D Em
Carved his sweet name on the willow-tree bough.

Em G D Em
Carved his sweet name on the willow-tree bough.

Em G D
He's got moustaches, a good-natured rifleman,
Am C D
Curled at each end like the fiery young moon,
Em G D
Yes, and he marches so deft and delightfully,
Em G D Em
All the old streets here still echo the tune.
Em G D
Now that he's given himself up for a soldier,
Am C D
All over the world his brave body to show,
Em G D
How can you wonder that I in my anxiousness
Em G D Em
Weep with my eyes on the willow-tree bough?
Weep with my eyes on the willow-tree bough?


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Em G D
Here's to their health, the green-jacketed gentlemen,
Am C D
Scouring their enemies over the plain,
Em G D
Fighting like seals in a lickerish estuary
Em G D Em
Soon may old Winchester see them again -
Em G D
may the children, are yet to be born to me,
Am C D
Standing around like young shoots in a row,
Em G D
Hark to the eldest one spelling so easily
Em G D Em
Worm-eaten words on the willow-tree bough.


Em G D Em
Worm-eaten words on the willow-tree bough