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Soldier's Daughter
Words and Music: Cassandra Peverell
http://www.calonsong.org/CalontirSongs/soldiersdaughter.htm
Am F
I was raised in Lincoln Town my father's only child
A C Am
For war he left me on my own with plow and domicile
G Am E
But two years hence his death was knelled and a lord's right to his lands upheld
Am
And I was cast aside
Am F
Horse and sword and armor strong are all that's left to me
Am C Am
But father taught me my life long so well I know all three
G Am E
To Dover I will find my way and I'll bind my breasts for soldier's pay
Am
And fear shall not me find
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I'll race across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I'll hold high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
My father died by Frenchmen's pike and in France his body remains
Am C Am
So there I'll go to deal the like, with their blood they'll sate my pain
G C E
The prince's army southward sails that England shall on France prevail
Am
And I with them shall go
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I'll race across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I'll hold high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
My boyish shrews held o'er the sea unto the shores of France
Am C Am
At last I vanquished enemy with halberd, sword and lance
G C E
A courage beat within my chest that before no man would dare to test
Am
My father's blood runs deep
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I've held high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
I've stood beside both lord and knight, in ranks for battle dressed
Am C Am
Beneath the lion banner's flight, I toiled and gave my best
G C E
The soldier's life I now endure and I'll ne'er return to needlework
Am
By the sword I'll live and die
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I've held high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
At Armagnac, war did it's worst though the battle we had won
Am C Am
An arrow in me quenched it's thirst so my warring days are done
G C E
I've begged my mail and sword to keep in the hope that I should guarantee
Am
That with honor I can die
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I've held high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
But on my chest his sword they laid and granted final grace
Am C Am
They vowed to me a soldier's grave in a quiet resting place
G C E
As the sun sets on my final day I have naught else but this to say
Am
Brothers weep not for me
Am F
For I have tasted glory sweet as a stalwart English soldier
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I’ve held high and shed my blood with war-like men
Am
No quarter was I given
And no quarter did I give
Words and Music: Cassandra Peverell
http://www.calonsong.org/CalontirSongs/soldiersdaughter.htm
Am F
I was raised in Lincoln Town my father's only child
A C Am
For war he left me on my own with plow and domicile
G Am E
But two years hence his death was knelled and a lord's right to his lands upheld
Am
And I was cast aside
Am F
Horse and sword and armor strong are all that's left to me
Am C Am
But father taught me my life long so well I know all three
G Am E
To Dover I will find my way and I'll bind my breasts for soldier's pay
Am
And fear shall not me find
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I'll race across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I'll hold high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
My father died by Frenchmen's pike and in France his body remains
Am C Am
So there I'll go to deal the like, with their blood they'll sate my pain
G C E
The prince's army southward sails that England shall on France prevail
Am
And I with them shall go
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I'll race across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I'll hold high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
My boyish shrews held o'er the sea unto the shores of France
Am C Am
At last I vanquished enemy with halberd, sword and lance
G C E
A courage beat within my chest that before no man would dare to test
Am
My father's blood runs deep
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I've held high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
I've stood beside both lord and knight, in ranks for battle dressed
Am C Am
Beneath the lion banner's flight, I toiled and gave my best
G C E
The soldier's life I now endure and I'll ne'er return to needlework
Am
By the sword I'll live and die
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I've held high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
At Armagnac, war did it's worst though the battle we had won
Am C Am
An arrow in me quenched it's thirst so my warring days are done
G C E
I've begged my mail and sword to keep in the hope that I should guarantee
Am
That with honor I can die
Am F
For though I am a young girl, a soldier's daughter
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I've held high and shed the blood of war-like men
Am
No quarter to them given
Am F
But on my chest his sword they laid and granted final grace
Am C Am
They vowed to me a soldier's grave in a quiet resting place
G C E
As the sun sets on my final day I have naught else but this to say
Am
Brothers weep not for me
Am F
For I have tasted glory sweet as a stalwart English soldier
Am C E
I've raced across the plains on the backs of armored steeds
Am C E
My father's sword I’ve held high and shed my blood with war-like men
Am
No quarter was I given
And no quarter did I give
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