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The Stoutest Man in the Forty Twa (also known as Jock McGraw)scottish traditional folk
song
[Verse 1]
F Dm F Am
Behold, I am a soldier bold, I'm only twenty-five years old
Bb F Dm F C F
A finer warrior ne'er was seen from Inverness to Gretna Green
Bb F Am Dm F Am
When I was young, my father said he'd put me to a decent trade
Bb F Dm F C F
But I didn’t like the work at all-- I went and I joined the Forty-Twa
[Chorus]
F Dm
The wind may blow, the cock may crow
F Am
The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow
Am Bb F Dm
But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw
F C F
The stoutest man in the Forty Twa
[Verse 2]
F Dm F Am
The sergeant who enlisted me slaps my back and then says he
Bb F Dm F C F
A man like you so big and tall could ne'er be killed by a cannon ball
Bb F Dm F Am
And the colonel then when he cam' roon', he looks me up, he looks me doon
Bb F Dm F C F
And then said he, I'll take a guess - you must be the monster of Loch Ness
[Chorus]
F Dm
The wind may blow, the cock may crow
F Am
The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow
Am Bb F Dm
But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw
F C F
The stoutest man in the Forty Twa
[Verse 3]
F Dm F Am
At our last battle across the sea the general he sent after me
Bb F Dm F C F
When I got there with my big gun the battle was as good as won
Bb F Dm F Am
For the enemy all ran away when they caught sight o' Big McGraw
Bb F Dm F C F
A man like me so big and neat, ye ken yersel' can never be beat
[Chorus]
F Dm
The wind may blow, the cock may crow
F Am
The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow
Am Bb F Dm
But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw
F C F
The stoutest man in the Forty Twa
[Verse 4]
F Dm F Am
The King then held a grand review, we numbered a thousand and sixty-two
Bb F Dm F C F
A' the Forty-Twa cam' marchin' past and Big McGraw cam' marchin' last
Bb F Dm F Am
A' the royal party grabbed their sticks an' they a' began to stretch their necks
Bb F Dm F C F
Said the King to the Colonel, upon my soul, I thought that man was a telegraph pole
[Chorus]
F Dm
The wind may blow, the cock may crow
F Am
The rain may rain, and the snaw may snow
Am Bb F Dm
But ye will never frighten Jock McGraw
F C F
The stoutest man in the Forty Twa