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Can you [D]hear them, [G]can you [D]see them
Marching proudly a[Em]cross
the [A]moor,
[G]Hear the [D]wind blow [G]thru the [D]drifting snow,
Tell me [G]can you [D]see them, the [A7]ghosts of
Cu[D]lloden.
Many
[D]bravely fought and [G]sadly [D]they were slain,
But they died with such pride [Em]and digni[A]ty,
Their [G]lives
were [D]not in vain, we [G]still re[D]member them,
They [G]fought to [D]save their land, and [A7]died for liber[D]ty.
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Thru the [D]mist you'll hear - a [G]lonely [D]piper play,
Listen carefully - you'll hear a [Em]mournful
[A]cry,
[G]Swords and [D]bayonets crash - as [G]man to [D]man they clash,
They [G]came to [D]fight to live - and [A7]now
they [D]die.
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