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SIR JAMES THE ROSE



CHORUS
[C]Where shall I [G]go, [C]where shall I [G]run
[C]Where shall I [G]go for to [D]hide me
[C]For [G]I have [D]killed a [G]gallant [C]squire
And they're [G]seeking [D]for to [C]slay [G]me

Then up spoke Sir John the Graham who had the charge of keeping
Twill never be said dear gentlemen we slew him while he's sleeping
They took his broadsword out his tart and closely him surrounded
And when he woke up from his sleep, his senses were confounded
Now they've taken out his heart, stuck it on a spear
They took it to the house of Meagher and they gave it to his dear
CHORUS

* pronounced "Marr"

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