Misc Traditional – Stoutest Man In The Forty Twa (Guitar)
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The Stoutest Man in the Forty Twa (also known as Jock McGraw)scottish traditional folk song
[Verse 1]
F Dm F Am Behold, I am a soldier bold, I'm only twenty-five years old Bb F Dm F C F A finer warrior ne'er was seen from Inverness to Gretna Green Bb F Am Dm F Am When I was young, my father said he'd put me to a decent trade Bb F Dm F C F But I didn’t like the work at all-- I went and I joined the Forty-Twa
[Chorus]
F Dm The wind may blow, the cock may crow F Am The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow Am Bb F Dm But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw F C F The stoutest man in the Forty Twa
[Verse 2]
F Dm F Am The sergeant who enlisted me slaps my back and then says he Bb F Dm F C F A man like you so big and tall could ne'er be killed by a cannon ball Bb F Dm F Am And the colonel then when he cam' roon', he looks me up, he looks me doon Bb F Dm F C F And then said he, I'll take a guess - you must be the monster of Loch Ness
[Chorus]
F Dm The wind may blow, the cock may crow F Am The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow Am Bb F Dm But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw F C F The stoutest man in the Forty Twa
[Verse 3]
F Dm F Am At our last battle across the sea the general he sent after me Bb F Dm F C F When I got there with my big gun the battle was as good as won Bb F Dm F Am For the enemy all ran away when they caught sight o' Big McGraw Bb F Dm F C F A man like me so big and neat, ye ken yersel' can never be beat
[Chorus]
F Dm The wind may blow, the cock may crow F Am The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow Am Bb F Dm But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw F C F The stoutest man in the Forty Twa
[Verse 4]
F Dm F Am The King then held a grand review, we numbered a thousand and sixty-two Bb F Dm F C F A' the Forty-Twa cam' marchin' past and Big McGraw cam' marchin' last Bb F Dm F Am A' the royal party grabbed their sticks an' they a' began to stretch their necks Bb F Dm F C F Said the King to the Colonel, upon my soul, I thought that man was a telegraph pole
[Chorus]
F Dm The wind may blow, the cock may crow F Am The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow Am Bb F Dm But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw F C F The stoutest man in the Forty Twa