(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