verse 1 

G             C 
Behold I am a soldier bold 
G               D  
and only twenty five years old 
Em               C 
a braver warrior never was seen 
G              D         G 
fae Inverness tae Gretna green 
C 
when I was young my father said  
G                 D 
he`d put me tae a decent trade 
Em                 C 
a didnae like that job at aw 
G                      D     G 
so went and joined the forty twa 


[Refrão]
G                  C 
The wind may blaw ,the cock may craw 
G                         D 
the rain may rain and the snaw may snaw  
Em                    C 
but ye`winna frichten Jock Mcgraw 
G                            D     G 
he`s the stoutest man in the forty twa 

verse 2 
G                   C 
the sergent when he listed me 
G                   D 
he winked his ee an then say`s he 
Em                  C 
a man like you sae stout and tall 
G                       D      G 
can ne`r be killed by a cannonball 
C 
the captain then when he cam roond 
G                     D 
and looked me up and looked me doon 
Em                           C 
then turnin tae the sergeant awa ye scamp 
G                            D      G 
ye`ve lested the bleachfield oot on tramp 


[Refrão]
G                  C 
The wind may blaw ,the cock may craw 
G                         D 
the rain may rain and the snaw may snaw  
Em                    C 
but ye`winna frichten Jock Mcgraw 
G                            D     G 
he`s the stoutest man in the forty twa 

verse 3 
G                 C 
at oor last fecht across the sea 
G              D 
the general he sends efter me 
Em                     C 
when I get there wi my big gun 
G                     D      G 
the battle of course it was won 
C 
the enemy aw run awa 
G                       D 
they were feert at Jock McGraw 
Em                 C                  
a man like me sae tall and neat 
G                   D         G 
ye ken yersel could never be beat 


[Refrão]
G                  C 
The wind may blaw ,the cock may craw 
G                         D 
the rain may rain and the snaw may snaw  
Em                    C 
but ye`winna frichten Jock Mcgraw 
G                            D     G 
he`s the stoutest man in the forty twa 

verse 4 
G                     C 
The king then held a grand review 
G                           D 
we numbered a thoosand and sixty two 
Em                   C 
the kiltie lads come marchin past 
G                    D        G 
and Jock McGraw came marching last 
C                
the royal pairty grabbed their sticks 
G                  D 
and all began tae stretch their necks 
Em                             C 
cries the king to the colonel upon my soul 
G                     D         G 
I took thet man for a telegraph pole 


[Refrão]
G                  C 
The wind may blaw ,the cock may craw 
G                         D 
the rain may rain and the snaw may snaw  
EM                    C 
but ye`winna frichten Jock Mcgraw 
G                            D     G 
he`s the stoutest man in the forty twa