Cm              Bb     F 
You'll walk unscathed through musket fire 
                Cm        Bb       Cm 
No ploughman's blade will cut you down 
           Cm         Bb       F 
No cutlass wound will mark thy face 
             Cm    Bb        Cm 
And you will be my ain true love 
             Cm    Bb        Cm 
And you will be my ain true love 

           Cm           Bb          F 
And as you walk through death's dark veil, 
                Cm      Bb        Cm 
The cannon's thunder can't prevail, 
                Cm         Bb         F 
And those who hunt thee down will fail, 
             Cm    Bb        Cm 
And you will be my ain true love 
             Cm    Bb        Cm 
And you will be my ain true love 

          Cm        Bb        F 
Asleep inside the cannon's mouth, 
              Cm            Bb         Cm 
The captain cries, “here comes the rout,” 
                  Cm       Bb         F 
They'll seek to find me north and south, 
             Cm       Bb      Cm 
I’ve gone to find my ain true love 

              Cm       Bb         F 
The field is cut and bleeds to red. 
             Cm         Bb       Cm 
The cannon balls fly round my head, 
                Cm       Bb        F 
The infirmary man may count me dead, 
                  Cm       Bb        Cm 
When I've gone to find my ain true love, 
             Cm      Bb        Cm 
I've gone to find my ain true love