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\include "header" |
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\paper{paper-height = 3.1\cm} |
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\key d \minor |
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\time 6/8 |
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\relative c'' |
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\selectlanguage{english} |
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\songcolumns{2} |
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\beginsong{Mrs. McGrath} |
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[by=Bruce Springsteen,cov=we-shall-overcome,album=We shall overcome] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{Rém}{XX0231} |
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\gtab{Fa}{1:022100} |
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\gtab{Do}{X32010} |
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\lilypond{Mrs_McGrath} |
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\beginverse |
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``Oh, \[Rém]Mrs. McGrath'', the sergeant said |
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``Would you \[Fa]like to make a soldier \[Do]out of your son Ted |
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With a \[Do]scarlett coat and a big cocked hat |
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Oh, Mrs. McGrath, wouldn't \[Rém]you like that?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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With your \[Rém]too-ri-a, fol-di-diddle-da, |
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\[Fa]Too-ri, oor-ri, \[Do]oor-ri-a |
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With your \[Do]too-ri-a, fol-di-diddle-da, |
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Too-ri, oor-ri, \[Rém]oor-ri-a |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Now, Mrs. McGrath lived on the shore |
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For the space of seven long years or more |
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She spied a ship coming into the bay |
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With her son from far away |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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``Oh captain dear, where have you been |
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You've been sailing the Mediterranean |
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Have you news of my son Ted |
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Is he living or is he dead?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Up came Ted without any legs |
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And in their place, two wooden pegs, |
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She kissed him a dozen times or two |
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And said: ``My god, Ted is it you?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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``Now, were you drunk or were you blind |
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When you left your two fine legs behind? |
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Or was it walking upon the sea |
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That wore your two fine legs away?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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``No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind |
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When I left my two fine legs behind |
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A cannon ball on the fifth of May |
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Tore my two fine legs away'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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``Oh, Teddyboy'', the widow cried |
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``Your two fine legs were your mother's pride |
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Stumps of a tree won't do at all |
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Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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``All foreign wars I do proclaim |
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Live on the blood and the mothers' pain |
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I'd rather have my son as he used to be |
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Than the king of America and his whole Navy'' |
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\endverse |
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\endsong |
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