Brave Wolfe 创作者：
Jon Boden

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调：F major

Verse 1
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One Monday morning as we set sail
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The wind did blow a     most pleasant gale
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To fight the French it was our intent
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Through smoke and fire,
through smoke and fire
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And it  was a dark an
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d a gloomy night
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The French were landed
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on Mountain Ty
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While we poor souls in
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the valley lied
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Cheer up me lads,
General Wolfe did say
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Brave lads of Ornna,
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Brave lad   s  of Ornna,
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Old England, she shall win the day.
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Now the very first broadside
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we gave to them
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We  wounded one hundred
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and fifty men
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Well done me lads, General
Wolfe did say
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Brave lads of honour,
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brave lads of honour
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Old England,
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she shall win the day
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But the very first broadside
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they gave to us
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They've wounded our gener
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al in his right breast
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And from his breast
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precious blood did flow
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Like any fountain,
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like any fountain
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And all his men were filled with woe
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Here's a hun dred guineas
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all in bright gold
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Take it, part it, for my love's quite cold
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And use your men as you did before,
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Your soldiers on,
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your soldiers on,
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An  d  they will fight for evermore
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And when to England you do  return
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Tell all my  friends that
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I'm dead and gone
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And   tell my tender old mother dear
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That I   am dead, oh,
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that I am dead, oh
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And never shall see her again