Gentleman Soldier chords by The Pogues

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
    G
E |------------------------|
B |---0------0------0------|
G |--0-0----0-0----0-0---0-|
D |-0---0--0---0--0---0-0--|
A |------------------------|
E |------------------------|


Verse 1:
     G                            D              G
It's of a Gentleman Soldier as a sentry he did stand
                               D             G
He saluted a fair maiden by a waving of his hand
                   D                 G                  D
So then he boldly kissed her and he passed it off as a joke
     G                                      D                   G
He drilled her up in the sentry box wrapped up in a soldier's cloak

Chorus:
          G                D                      G                  D
And the drums are going a rap a tap, tap and the fifes they loudly play
 G                              D              G
Fare you well Polly my dear, I must be going away


Verse 2:
     G                                      D             G
All night they tossed and tumbled till the morning did appear
                                           D                G
The soldier rose, put on his clothes, and said farewell my dear
                          D               G                  D
For the drums are loudly beating and the fifes they sweetly play
       G                                     D               G
If it weren't for that, Polly my dear, with you I'd gladly stay


Chorus:
          G                D                      G                  D
And the drums are going a rap a tap, tap and the fifes they loudly play
 G                              D              G
Fare you well Polly my dear, I must be going away


Verse 3:
    G                                     D               G
If anyone comes a courting you, you can treat them to a glass
                                         D                    G
If anyone comes a courting you, you can say you're a country lass
                   D                   G                D
You don't have to tell them, that you ever played this joke
      G                                      D                   G
That you got drilled in a sentry box wrapped up in a soldier's cloak


Chorus:
          G                D                      G                  D
And the drums are going a rap a tap, tap and the fifes they loudly play
 G                              D              G
Fare you well Polly my dear, I must be going away


Instrumental:
    D
E |---------------|-------------------| or |---3---3-5-7-5-|-7-8-10---7-5-3-2-3-|
B |---------------|-0-1-3-------------|    |-3---3---------|--------8-----------|
G |---0---0-2-4-2-|-------0-4-2-0---0-|    |---------------|--------------------|
D |-0---0---------|---------------4---|    |---------------|--------------------|
A |---------------|-------------------|    |---------------|--------------------|
E |---------------|-------------------|    |---------------|--------------------|


Verse 4:
     G                           D              G
Now come you Gentleman Soldier, won't you marry me?
                              D             G
Oh no my dearest Polly this thing can never be
                   D          G               D
For I've a wife already and children I have three
     G                                  D                 G
Two wives are allowed in the army, but one's too many for me


Chorus:
          G                D                      G                  D
And the drums are going a rap a tap, tap and the fifes they loudly play
 G                              D              G
Fare you well Polly my dear, I must be going away


Verse 5:
         G                              D                  G
Oh it's come my Gentleman Soldier, why didn't you tell me so?
                                D                 G
My parents will be angry when this they come to know
                          D                 G                      D
And when nine months had been and gone the poor girl she brought shame
     G                                D               G
She had a little militia boy and she didn't know his name


Chorus:
          G                D                      G                  D
And the drums are going a rap a tap, tap and the fifes they loudly play
 G                              D              G
Fare you well Polly my dear, I must be going away
          G                D                      G                  D
And the drums are going a rap a tap, tap and the fifes they loudly play
 G                              D              G
Fare you well Polly my dear, I must be going away