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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Chorus]
CRed and GGold are Froyal Gcolours C Peasant Amcolours are Fgreen and Gbrown CGreen is the Fcorn in the Cbrown earth when it's Amgrowing FRed and Cgold when the Gharvest is cut Cdown
[Verse]
Through Cropredy in DmOxfordshire, the FCherwell takes its Gcourse And the Cwillows weep inFto its waters Gclear My Cname it is Will FTims, it's Ghere that I was Cborn FRaised in faith, my GKing and god to Cfear
[Verse]
In sixteen forty-Dmfour, the King in FOxford Town did Gdwell Though we'd Cheard that Cromwell's Farmy was nearGby It did Cnot occur to Fme that Glittle CropreCdy Could be Fwitness to the Gmeeting of both Csides
[Verse]
On June the 2Dm9th that year, I Fwas about my Gwork Cutting Chedges in a Fmeadow by the Gstream My blade Cslipped, I cut my Fhand, my Gown dear blood did Cflow UFpon the brown earthG and the corn still Cgreen
[Verse]
Now it did distress me Dmso to Fwatch my own blood Gflow And Cquickly soak inFto the greedy Gground In red and Cgold my colours Fswam and Gsweat broke on my Cbrow FFaint, I knew that GI must lay me Cdown
[Chorus]
CRed and GGold are Froyal Gcolours C Peasant Amcolours are Fgreen and Gbrown CGreen is the Fcorn in the Cbrown earth when it's Amgrowing FRed and Cgold when the Gharvest is cut Cdown
[Verse]
At first I thought the Dmthundering was Fjust inside my Ghead So I Craised myself aFbove the hedge to Gsee And I Cwatched as in a Fdream, as the Garmies fought downCstream The FBattle for the GBridge at CropreCdy
[Verse]
Now the King's men fought in Dmred and gold, though FCromwell's men were Gplainer The Cblood they spilled was Fcoloured just the Gsame Through the Chedgerow's fragile Fcover, I saw Gbrother killing Cbrother And Fall of this was Gdone in Jesus' Cname
[Chorus]
Red and GGold are Froyal Gcolours C Peasant Amcolours are Fgreen and Gbrown CGreen is the Fcorn in the Cbrown earth when it's Amgrowing FRed and Cgold when the Gharvest is cut Cdown
[Verse]
All that day and Dmall the next, the Fbattle it was Graging Though when Cdarkness came,F I slipped aGway But the Ccrying of the Fdying kept me Gwakeful and just Clying In my Fbed until the Gdawning of the Cday
[Bridge]
And the Gdreams I had were red and Cgold And the Flittle Cstream became a Gflood From Call my Fbrothers Ckilling one aAmnother Till Fwaking, I Crealised, it was Gall my own dear Cblood
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Some were buried Dmin the church and Fsome just where they Gfell With no Cmarkers to deFclare their place of Grest But the Cpoppies they do Fgrow where Gthey were never Csown And Fto my mind they Gdo declare it Cbest
[Verse]
And each year when the Dmgreen corn once aFgain turns into Ggold And the Cpoppies in the Ffield again reGmind me Like the Cscar upon my Fhand and the Gblood spilled on this Cland And the Fhungry earth so Geager to conCfine me
[Chorus]
For red and Ggold they Fare the Gcolours C One is Amblood and Fone is Gpower Though CI may find my Frest in CCropredy Amchurch In Fgolden fields forCever, will Gspring the poppy Cflower
[Verse]
By Cropredy the DmCherwell is still Fbidden to keep Gflowing And the Cwillows by its Fside still gently Gweep But Cstill in restless Fdreams by Gthis most peaceful Cstream The Fpoppies wake me Gfrom my rightful Csleep
[Bridge]
And the Gdreams I have are red and Cgold And the Flittle Cstream becomes a Gflood From Call my Fbrothers Ckilling one aAmnother Till Fwaking, I Crealise, it's Gall my own dear Cblood
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