Misc Traditional – Maryland My Maryland (Guitar)

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[Intro] G D G Am D7 G [Verse 1]
     G                  D  G       Am        D7 G
The despot's heel is on thy shore, Maryland, my Maryland!

    G           D   G            Am        D7 G
His torch is at thy temple door, Maryland, my Maryland!

           C   D7                                      G
Avenge the patriotic gore, that flecked the streets of Baltimore,

               D   G             Am        D7   G
And be the battle queen of yore, Maryland, my Maryland.
[Verse 2]
     G             D    G       Am        D7  G
Hark to an exiled son's appeal, Maryland, my Maryland!

     G               D     G      Am        D7  G
My mother State! to thee I kneel, Maryland, my Maryland!

              C         D7                               G
For life and death, for woe and weal, Thy peerless chivalry reveal,

                  D     G                Am        D7  G
And gird thy beauteous limbs with steel, Maryland! My Maryland!
[Verse 3]
      G             D  G         Am        D7  G
Thou wilt not cower in the dust, Maryland, my Maryland!

      G                 D     G     Am        D7  G
Thy beaming sword shall never rust, Maryland, my Maryland!

         C          D7                             G
Remember Carroll's sacred trust, Remember Howard’s warlike thrust,—

             D          G             Am        D7  G
And all thy slumberers with the just, Maryland! My Maryland!
[Verse 4]
        G               D   G       Am        D7  G
Come! 'tis the red dawn of the day, Maryland, my Maryland!

       G            D    G     Am        D7  G
Come with thy panoplied array, Maryland, my Maryland!

       C                       D7                            G
With Ringgold’s spirit for the fray, With Watson’s blood at Monterey,

               D        G           Am        D7  G
With fearless Lowe and dashing May, Maryland! My Maryland!
[Verse 5]
       G             D  G                  Am        D7  G
Come! for thy shield is bright and strong, Maryland, my Maryland!

       G                D    G           Am        D7  G
Come! for thy dalliance does thee wrong, Maryland, my Maryland!

        C         D7                                  G
Come to thine own anointed throng, Stalking with Liberty along,

             D          G           Am        D7  G
And sing thy dauntless slogan song, Maryland! My Maryland!
[Verse 6]
      G                D  G            Am        D7  G
Dear Mother! Burst the tyrant's chain, Maryland, my Maryland!

      G             D     G       Am        D7  G
Virginia should not call in vain, Maryland, my Maryland!

          C           D7                                                 G
She meets her sisters on the plain— "Sic semper tyrannis” 'tis the proud refrain

             D            G      Am        D7  G
That baffles minions back amain, Maryland! My Maryland!
[Verse 7]
   G            D    G          Am        D7  G
I see the blush upon thy cheek, Maryland, my Maryland!

     G             D    G        Am        D7  G
For thou wast ever bravely meek, Maryland, my Maryland!

        C            D7                                      G
But lo! there surges forth a shriek, From hill to hill, from creek to creek—

         D         G         Am        D7  G
Potomac calls to Chesapeake, Maryland! My Maryland!
[Verse 8]
      G                 D   G        Am        D7  G
Thou wilt not yield the Vandals tool Maryland, my Maryland!

     G                  D   G        Am       D7  G
Thou wilt not crook to his control, Maryland, my Maryland!

           C         D7                               G
Better the fire upon thee roll, Better the blade, the shot, the bowl,

           D      G           Am        D7  G
Than crucifixion of the soul, Maryland! My Maryland!
[Verse 9]
   G               D   G        Am        D7  G
I hear the distant thunder-hum, Maryland, My Maryland!

     G                 D     G        Am        D7  G
The Old Line's bugle, fife, and drum, Maryland, My Maryland!

       C             D7                                   G
She is not dead, nor deaf, nor dumb—Huzza! she spurns the Northern scum!

                  D             G                  Am        D7   G
She breathes! she burns! she'll come! she'll come! Maryland! My Maryland!