My [D]spurs are rusted, my [G]coat is [A]rent, my [D]plume is damp with rain
And the [G]thistle [A]down and the [D]barley [Bm]beard are [G]thick on my
[A]horses [D]mane
But my rifle's as [G]bright as my [Em]sweetheart's [D]eye, my arm is [G]strong
and [Em]free
What [D]care have [G]I for your [Em]king or [D]laws, I'm an outlawed [A]rappa[D]ree
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[D]Lift your glasses friends with mine
and give your hand to [A]me
I'm [G]England's [D]foe, I'm [Em]Ireland's
[D]friend, I'm an outlawed [A]rappa[D]ree
The [D]mountain cabin [G]is my [A]home, up [D]high in the crystal air
And my [G]bed of [A]limestone [D]iron [Bm]ribbed and the [G]brown heath [A]smelling
[D]fair
Let George or [G]William [Em]only [D]send his troops to [G]burn or [Em]loot
We'll [D]meet them [G]up on [Em]equal [D]ground and we'll fight them [A]foot
to [D]foot
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[D]Hunted from out our [G]father's [A]home, pur[D]sued by steel and shot
A [G]bloody [A]warfare [D]we must [Bm]wage or the [G]gibbet [A]be our [D]lot
Hurrah! This [G]war is [Em]welcome [D]work, the hunted [G]outlaw [Em]knows
He [D]steps un[G]to his [Em]country's [D]love o'er the corpses [A]of his
[D]foes
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