Henrys Downfall chords by James Keelaghan

James Keelaghan - Henry's Downfall



INTRO: G  D  G  D  C  D  G  D  Am  G  C  D

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Come all you wild and wicked youths wherever you may be
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I pray you give attention and listen unto me
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I was brought up in Warwickshire, my parents raised me well
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My name it is young Henry, a tale to you I'll tell

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I and five more went one night to Squire Dunhill's park
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All hoping we could get some game, the night it did prove dark
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But to our great misfortune, we were trepanned with speed
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And sent away to Warwick gaol, which caused my heart to bleed


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It was at the March assizes, to the bar we did repair
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Like Job we stood with patience to hear our sentence there
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Being caught with old offenders, our case it did go hard
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My sentence was for fourteen years, I was quickly sent on board


INSTRUMENTAL: G  D  G  D  C  D  G  D  Am  G  C  D


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The ship that bore us from the land, the Speedwell was her name
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For full five months and upwards, oh, we ploughed the raging Main
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No land, no harbour did we see, believe me it's no lie
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Around us swamp black water, above is wan blue sky


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The very day we landed upon the fateful shore
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The ranchers they stood 'round us, oh, twenty score or more
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They ranked us up like horses and they sold us out of hand
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And yoked us to the plough right there, upon Van Diemen's Land


INSTRUMENTAL: G  D  G  D  C  D  G  D  Am  G  C  D


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It's often when I sleep at night and have a pleasant dream
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My pretty girl, I rove abroad, through field and sparkling stream
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Yes, in England I've been robbed of her at my right hand
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But I wake up broken hearted here, upon Van Diemen's Land


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And although the poor of England pay their end in toil
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Robbed of every consequence, produce of the soil
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Their proud, imperious landlord, if you paid rent and then
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Sent you off on British hulks to foul Van Diemen's Land


OUTRO: G  D  G  D  G  C  D  Am  G  C  D  G