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[Verse 1]

Oh, woe be to the orders
     C          G     A
That marched my love away
    D      F#m    G      A
And woe be to the bitter tears
   D  G          A
I shed upon this day


[Verse 2]
    D      F#m    G      A
And woe be to the bloody wars
   D    G    C   A
Of high Germany
            D       G      D
For they've carried off my own true love
       C      G        A
Left a broken heart to bleed


[Verse 3]

The drums beat in the morning
  C        G        A
Before the break of day
        D        F#m          G        A
And the wee, wee pipes played loud and shrill
      D       G        A
While yet the morn was grey


[Verse 4]
        D      F#m        G     A
And the bonnie flags were all unfurled
      D       G        C    A
Was a gallant sight to see
    D      G      D
But sorrow for my soldier lad
    C          G    A
Who marched to Germany


[Verse 5]
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Oh, woe be to the orders
     C          G     A
That marched my love away
    D      F#m    G      A
And woe be to the bitter tears
   D    G        A
I shed upon this day


[Verse 6]
    D      F#m    G        A
And woe be to the country
          D       G         C   A
Where our men are forced to be
    D      G      D
And woe be to the foreign wars
     C        G         A    G  A
That stole my love from me