Tom: G
G C
Oh! Comrades, fill no glass for me
G A D
To drown my soul in liquid flame
G C
For if I drank, the toast would be
G D G
To blighted forture, health and fame.
C G
Yet, though I long to quell the strife
A D7
That passion holds against my life,
G C
Still, boon companions may ye be,
G D G
But comrades, fill no glass for me.
G C
Still, boon companions may ye be,
G D G
But comrades, fill no glass for me.
[Verse 2]
G C
I know a breast that once was light
G A D
Whose patient sufferings need my care
G C
I know a hearth that once was bright,
G D G
But drooping hopes have nestled there.
C G
Then while the tear drops nightly steal
A D7
From wounded hearts that I should heal
G C
Still, boon companions may ye be,
G D G
But comrades, fill no glass for me.
G C
Still, boon companions may ye be,
G D G
But comrades, fill no glass for me.
[Verse 3]
G C
When I was young I felt the tide
G A D
Of aspirations undefiled,
G C
But manhood's years have wronged the pride
G D G
My parents centered in their child.
C G
Then, by a mother's sacred tear,
A D7
By all that memory should revere,
G C
Still, boon companions may ye be,
G D G
But comrades, fill no glass for me.
G C
Still, boon companions may ye be,
G D G
But comrades, fill no glass for me.
