The (Em)last, the (G)dreaded (Em)hour is (Am)come,
That (G)bears my (Am)love from (D)me(D7)
I (Em)hear the (G)dead note (Em)of the (G)drum,
I (Am)mark the (D)fatal (Em)tree.
The (G)bell has (D)toll'd; it (Am)shakes my (D)heart;
The (G)trumpet (Am)speaks thy (D)name: (D7)
And (Em)must my (G)Gilde(Em)roy de(G)part,
To (Am)bear a (D)death of (Em)shame!
No (Em)bosom (G)trembles (Em)for thy (Am)doom;
No (G)mourner (Am)wipes a (D)tear; (D7)
The
(Em)gallows' (G)foot is (Em)all they (G)tomb,
The (Am)sledge is (D)all thy (Em)bier.
Oh (G)Gilde(D)roy!
I be(Am)thought we (D)then
So (G)soon, so (Am)sad to (D)part, (D7)
When (Em)first in (G)Roslin's (Em)lovely
(G)glen
You (Am)triumph'd (D)o'er my (Em)heart?
Your (Em)locks they (G)glitter'd (Em)to the (Am)sheen,
Your
(G)hunter (Am)garb was (D)trim; (D7)
And (Em)graceful (G)was the (Em)ribbon (G)green,
That (Am)bound your
(D)many (Em)limb!
Ah! (G)little (D)thought I (Am)to de(D)plore
Those (G)limbs in (Am)fetters (D)bound; (D7)
Or
(Em)hear, u(G)pon the (Em)scaffold (G)floor,
The (Am)midnight (D)hammer (Em)sound.
Ye (Em)cruel,
(G)cruel, (Em)that com(Am)bined
The (G)guiltless (Am)to pur(D)sue; (D7)
My (Em)Gilde(G)roy was (Em)ever
(G)kind,
He (Am)could not (D)injure (Em)you!
A (G)long a(D)dieu! but (Am)where shall (D)fly
Thy
(G)widow (Am)all for(D)lorn, (D7)
When (Em)ev'ry (G)mean and (Em)cruel (G)eye
Re(Am)gards my (D)wo with
(Em)scorn?
Yes! (Em)they will (G)mock thy (Em)widow's (Am)tears,
And (G)hate thine (Am)orphan (D)boy;
(D7)
A(Em)las! his (G)infant (Em)beauty (G)wears
The (Am)form of (D)Gilde(Em)roy.
Then (G)will
I (D)seek the (Am)dreary (D)mound
That (G)wraps thy (Am)mouldering (D)clay, (D7)
And (Em)weep and (G)linger
(Em)on the (G)ground,
And (Am)sigh my (D)heart a(Em)way.
