Mary Black - Both sides the tweed

What's the spring breathing ^Cjasmine and ^Frose? ^Dm7 What's the ^Csummer with ^Amall its gay^G train? ^Em Or the ^Amsplendour of ^Cautumn to ^Fthose ^Dm7 Who've ^Cbartered their ^Gfreedoms for ^Amgain?

Let the ^Flove of our land's sacred ^Cright To the ^Amlove of our people suc^Gceed ^Em Let ^Amfriendship and honour u^Fnite ^Dm7 And ^Cflourish on ^Gboth sides^Am the Tweed

No sweetness the ^Csenses can a^Fchieve ^Dm7 Which cor^Cruption and ^Ambribery ^Gbind ^Em No ^Ambrightness that ^Cgloom can e'er ^Fgleam ^Dm7 For ^Chonour's the ^Gsum of^Am the mind

Let the ^Flove of our land's sacred ^Cright To the ^Amlove of our people suc^Gceed ^Em Let ^Amfriendship and honour u^Fnite ^Dm7 And ^Cflourish on ^Gboth sides^Am the Tweed

Let virtue dis^Ctinguish the ^Fbrave ^Dm7 Place ^Criches in ^Amlowest de^Ggree ^Em Think them ^Ampoorest who ^Ccan be a ^Fslave ^Dm7 Them ^Crichest who ^Gdare to^Am be free

Let the ^Flove of our land's sacred ^Cright To the ^Amlove of our people suc^Gceed ^Em Let ^Amfriendship and honour u^Fnite ^Dm7 And ^Cflourish on ^Gboth sides^Am the Tweed Let friendship and honour u^Fnite ^Dm7 And ^Cflourish on ^Gboth sides the ^AmTweed