Gordon Bok - The last battle

An east wing ^Cblew i^Fn the ^G7storms of ^Ctime ^F Where the Metis ^Emlived^Dm by the winding ^G7river When on a ^Emsteel^Dm rail the ^G7settlers ^Emcame ^Am To the South Sas^Dmkatchewan^F and the land they ^G7claimed

Then three Me^Ctis^F and ^G7Gabri^Cal ^F Rode like the ^Emwind^Dm to wild Mon^G7tana There on the ^EmSweetgrass^Dm, in a ^G7church of ^Emstone ^Am They found their ^Dmsaviour^F, and they brought him ^G7home

Saying, "Come Ri^Cel,^F we'll ^G7make a ^Cstand ^F Here at Bo^Emtoche^Dm, beside the ^G7river Ah, never ^Emmind^Dm their ^G7Gatling ^Emguns ^Am If we lose this ^Dmtime,^F we've ^G7lost for^Cever!" ^{F G7 C G7}

Well, the bullets ^Cflew^F and the ^G7cannons ^Croared ^F And the Metis' ^Emblood^Dm flowed like a ^G7river Into the ^Emcoulees^Dm where they ^G7ran to ^Emhide ^Am It washed their ^Dmdreams away^F, and their spirit ^G7died

"Oh, come Ri^Cel,^F we'll ^G7make a ^Cstand ^F Here at Bo^Emtoche^Dm, beside the ^G7river Ah, never ^Emmind^Dm their ^G7Gatling ^Emguns ^Am If we lose this ^Dmtime,^F we've ^G7lost for^Cever!" ^{F G7 C G7}

Oh, a silence ^Cstole^F a^G7cross the ^Cland ^F The drums of ^Emwar^Dm were hushed for^G7ever But in the ^Emstarlight^Dm on the ^G7barren ^Emplains ^Am The cry of ^DmGabrial^F flies on the ^G7wind

"Oh, come Ri^Cel,^F we'll ^G7make a ^Cstand ^F Here at Bo^Emtoche^Dm, beside the ^G7river Ah, never ^Emmind^Dm their ^G7Gatling ^Emguns ^Am If we lose this ^Dmtime,^F we've ^G7lost for^Cever! If we lose this ^Dmtime,^F we've ^G7lost for^Cever!"