The New Christy Minstrels — The Blacksmith Of Brandywine

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Chorus:
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Make it one! For Washington and all his gallant men,
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One for the girl that once was mine;
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Make it one! For the darling boy I'll never see again,
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And don't forget the Blacksmith of Brandywine!


Verse 1:
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Our steed broke down in Brandywine, it was a sight to see:
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A giant man with a hammer in his hand beneath the old oak tree,
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And all around him on the ground, in fatal disarray,
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A score of men who'll never fight again, nor travel on the King's highway.

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We dug his grave, and covered him o'er, and sadly wept a tear,
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And passed the day a-ridin' on our way till we met with a musketeer.
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From him we learned the story of a brave and angry man,
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Who undertook the British enemy with a hammer in his hand.


Chorus:
E               A               E               B
Make it one! For Washington and all his gallant men,
E                               B
One for the girl that once was mine;
        E               A               E       B
Make it one! For the darling boy I'll never see again,
        E       A       E           A  B      E
And don't forget the Blacksmith of Brandywine!


Verse 2:
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There lived a man in Chestertown away from the cannon's roar.
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Of manner mild, his woman and child, no man could ever love more;
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But the Tories spoke a plot one day to waylay Washington,
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He left his home and family alone, to the general he did run.

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His errand done, he journeyed home but sorrow there he found.
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By British gun his wife and son lay still on the cold hard ground.
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The blacksmith reached for his heavy sledge and he gave a practice swing,
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They say on the line at Brandywine, you could hear his hammer sing.


Chorus:
E               A               E               B
Make it one! For Washington and all his gallant men,
E                               B
One for the girl that once was mine;
        E               A               E       B
Make it one! For the darling boy I'll never see again,
        E       A       E           A  B      E
And don't forget the Blacksmith of Brandywine!		
    

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