(verse 1)

Dm                        G
Pale the young squire who goes to fight
Dm                     G
To die at his master's side
Dm               G
Living is just a dream inside
Dm                G
You ask me why he cried

(bridge)
F                G
"What am I doin' here?"
F                G
"What am I doin' here?"

(verse 2)
Dm                  G
Beautiful princess, fair and pale
Dm                   G
Stares out across the sea
Dm                  G
Alone in her castle dark and grey
Dm                    G
Her love she'll never see

(bridge)
F                G
"What am I doin' here?"
F                G        A
"What am I doin' here?"

(refrão)
         Dm                  A
Tenderly bury the fair young dead
       Dm                  A
Place a wooden cross at his head
        Bb
All the words you can say
          C
Have been said
         Bb     A         Dm
It's for you my tears are shed