Cm Bb F You'll walk unscathed through musket fireCm Bb Cm No ploughman's blade will cut thee downCm Bb F No cutlass wound will mark thy faceCm Bb Cm And you will be my ain true loveCm Bb Cm And you will be my ain true loveCm Bb F And as you walk through death's dark veilCm Bb Cm The cannon's thunder can't prevailCm Bb F And those who hunt thee down will failCm Bb Cm And you will be my ain true loveCm Bb Cm And you will be my ain true loveCm Bb F Asleep inside the cannon's mouthCm Bb Cm The captain cries, “here comes the rout,”Cm Bb F They'll seek to find me north and southCm Bb Cm I’ve gone to find my ain true loveCm Bb F The field is cut and bleeds to redCm Bb Cm The cannon balls fly round my headCm Bb F The infirmary man may count me deadCm Bb Cm When I've gone to find my ain true loveCm Bb Cm I've gone to find my ain true love
You Will Be My Ain True Love
Allison Krauss
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