rose of england chords and lyrics - CHRIS DE BURGH

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[Intro 1]
[G][C][G][C][G][C][G]

[Verse 1]
[G]Hear [D]my [C]voice and listen [G]well,
[C]and a story I will tell,
[G]How duty [Am]brought a broken heart,
and [D]why [G]a l[D]ove so s[C]trong
Must [G]fall [C]apart;
She was [G]lovely, she

[Verse 2]
[Am]
[D]was fine, daughter[C] of [B]a royal line,
He, no [Em]equal, but for [C]them [D]it [G]mattered [C]lit[G]tle
[Am]for [D]they were [G]in l[C]ov[G]e;[C][G]
Rose of England, sweet and fair, [D]shining with the sun,

[Verse 3]
[C]Rose of
England, [G]have [C]a care,
for [G]where [Am]the thor[D]n is,
[G]There the blood will run;
[D]Oh my heart, oh my heart;

[Verse 4]
Through [C]the summer days and nights,
[G]stolen [C]kisses and d[G]e l[Am]ights
Would thrill [D]their hearts and fill their
[B]dreams with all emotions
[Em]That true love [C]can [D]bring;[G]

[Verse 5]
But [C]black of [G]mourning came one day,
[Am]when her sister passed away,
And many [D]said [G]on [C]ben[G]ded[C] knee, [D]she[Em] has[Bm][C]
[G]gone,
and [Em]you must be our Queen;
Rose [Bm]of England, sweet

[Verse 6]
[C]and fair,
[D]shining with [Em]the s[Bm]un,[C]
[G]Rose of [C]England,
[D]have a care, for [C]where the [G]tho[C]rn[G][C]
[G]is,
There the [D]blood will run;

[Verse 7]
Oh my heart, [C]oh my heart;
To the abbey [G]she did

[Verse 8]
[C]ride,
with her lover by [G]her side,
When they heard the [Am]church bells [D]ring,
[G]she [D]was [Em]Queen
And [D]one day, he'd be King;

[Verse 9]
But men of [C]malice, men of hate,
[G]pro[Am]testing to her cha[D]mbers came,
[B]"A foreign [Em]princ[C]e will have
[D]your hand, for he'll [G]bring peace
And riches [C]to our land";
She said "Do [G]you tell me that I
[Am]cannot wed the one I [D]love?
Do you tell [G]me [C]tha[G]t I[C] am not[D]
[Em]mistress of m[Bm]y hea[C]rt[G]?"

[Verse 10]
And so [Em]with [Bm]heav[C]y weight o[D]f life[Em][D]
[Bm]she [C]kissed her l[G]over one last [C]time,
"This [D]land [C]I w[D]ed,[Em] and [Bm]no m[C]an comes,[G]
for [Em]if I cannot have you, I'[Bm]ll have none";

[Verse 11]
Rose of England, sweet [C]and fair,
[D]shining with [Em]the s[Bm]un,[C]
[G]Rose of England have a [C]care,
for where the thorn is,
[D]There the [C]blood will run;
Oh my heart, oh my heart.