Peter and Gordon - Knight in rusty armour

^CmLong ago, in ^G7days of old, there ^Cmlived a knight who ^Abwasn't quite as ^Ebbold, as a knight should ^G7be. He ^Cmrode an old grey ^G7mare called Bess, ^Cmsearchin' for a ^Abdamsel in dist^Ebress...just to see if ^G7he, could set her ^C7free.

^Fm7See the ^Bb7knight in rusty ^Ebarmour ride..To her ^C7aid. ^Fm7Trusty ^Bb7sword is hanging ^Ebat his side..With a ^D7rusty ^G7blade.

^CmUp the tower ^G7steps he sneaked, but ^Cmas he moved, his ^Abrusty armour ^Ebsqueaked..Such a mournful ^G7note.. that ^Cmall the sentries ^G7at their posts, ^Cmthought it must have been the ^Abcastle ^Ebghost. They jumped for their ^G7lives..In the ^Cmoat.

^Fm7So the ^Bb7knight in rusty ^Ebarmour won..His fair ^C7maid. ^Fm7Had no ^Bb7need to draw his ^Ebtrusty sword..With a ^D7rusty ^G7blade.

^CmAs he bent to ^G7kiss his bride, he ^Cmfound that he was ^Abrusted up in^Ebside..in his battle ^G7dress. And I can't ^C7guess... ^Fm7How they ^Bb7still got married ^Eband had twins. They came in ^C7tins. ^Fm7Every ^Bb7suit of armour ^Ebever ^Abmade, ^Ebhas a ^Abkink, ^Ebchain mail ^Abpants with a ^Bb7missing ^Eblink.