Sweet Lips chords

[INTRO]
[D]

[VERSE 1]
[D]That sweet new [C]England breeze
[G]Touched your hair and made my knees weak
[C]I recall that [D]snowfall brought me [Em]warmth
[D]I was just [C]a poor farmer
[G]And you were the reverends daughter
[C]But eyes me[Cadd9]t eyes and [D]nature ran its c[Em]ourse

[D]I'm just a h[C]umble man
[G]Ive barely been ten miles off my land
[C]What do the sons think [D]I would know of w[Em]ar
[D]But I'll join the mi[C]litia men
[G]To fight for general Washington
[C]Though I've [Cadd9]never seen a [D]bayonet befor[Em]e

[CHORUS]
[D]My princess, m[C]y sweet lips
[D]Is this how it must [Am]be?
[C]That some must die so ot[D]hers may live f[Em]ree?
[C]That some must die so ot[D]hers may live fr[Em]ee [E]

[VERSE 2]
[D]At valley forge we f[C]roze our toes off
[G]Aft Benedict held Saratoga
[C]If I survive I'll n[D]o more cry for c[Em]old
[D]I wonder if I [C]ever will grow [G]old
[C]My sweet[Cadd9] lips will[D] I ever grow[Em] old?

[D]Dearest El[C]izabeth,
[G]Can you imagine death?
[C]The things I've seen are [D]etched into my e[Em]yes
[D]And have you e[C]ver feared to d[G]ie?
[C]My sw[Cadd9]eet lips have you [D]ever feared to d[Em]ie?

[CHORUS]
[D]My princess, m[C]y sweet lips
[D]Is this how it must [Am]be?
[C]That some must die so ot[D]hers may live f[Em]ree?
[C]That some must die so ot[D]hers may live fr[Em]ee [E]

[VERSE 3]
[D]I was standing a[C]t my post
[G]When the captain spied a blood red coat
[C]And said Johnny won’t you s[D]hoot that bastard d[Em]own
[D]I prayed to the [C]Holy Ghost
[G]And squeezed my musket close
Said [C]sweet[Cadd9] lips dont you [D]fail me n[Em]ow

[CHORUS]
[D]My princess, m[C]y sweet lips
[D]Is this how it must [Am]be?
[C]That some must die so ot[D]hers may live f[Em]ree?
[C]That some must die so ot[D]hers may live fr[Em]ee

[CHORUS 2]
[D]My princess, m[C]y sweet lips
[Bb]My love dont cry for [C]me
[D]I die so that our daught[C]er may live fre[Am]e
[C]Now I must die so that o[D]ur daughter may live [Em]free [E]

[OUTRO]
[D]Sweet little A[C]bigail
[G]Fetch your pa the water pail
The [C]hours grown late, and it's t[D]ime for me to [G]rest