The Corries – The Poachers (Guitar)
Capo 3
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Chords
[Verse 1]
Am F G Am G Come all ye gallant poachers that ramble wide o' care Am C D F G Am That walk out on a moonlit night wi' yer gun, yer dug, yer snare C G Am G Na harmless hare and pheasant, you have at your command Am C D F G Am Never thinking on your last career upon Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 2]
Am F G Am G There was poor Jock Brown from Glasgow, Jack Williams and poor Joe Am C D F G Am We were three daring poachers, the county well did know C G Am G One night we were trepanned by the keepers in the sand Am C D F G Am C D Am Am7 Am And for fourteen years transported out tae Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 3]
Am F G Am G The first day that we landed upon that fatal shore, Am C D F G Am The planters gathered 'round us, full twenty score or more C G Am G They lined us up like horses and they sold us oot o' hand Am C D F G Am And they yoked us tae the plough, my lads, to plough Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 4]
Am F G Am G The houses that we live in here are made with clod and clay Am C D F G Am Wi' rotten straw for bedding, we dare not say them nay C G Am G Oor cots are fenced wi’ wire and we slumber when we can Am C D F G Am C D Am Am7 Am and we fight the wolves and tigers that infest Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 5]
Am F G Am G There come a lass fae sweet Dundee, Jean Stewart was her name Am C D F G Am Was fourteen years transported, As you may know the same C G Am G Her Captain bought her freedom, An’ he married her out of hand Am C D F G Am And she gaes a solid usage here, Upon Van Diemen’s land
[Verse 6]
Am F G Am G Although the poor o’ Scotland, Do labour and do toil Am C D F G Am They are robbed of every blessing, And produce of the soil C G Am G Our proud, imperious landlords, did we break their commands Am C D F G Am They will send us to the British hulks, up to Van Diemen’s Land