THE GRAVE OF BONAPARTE Traditional, Arr. N. & N. Blake G C D On a lone, barren isle, ... G D Assail the stern rock and the ... G C G The hero lies still where the dew... C G D G Like fond, weeping mourners... D G C The lightning may flash and the ... G D A D He eats not, he hears not, he's ... G C G He sleeps his last ... C G D G No sound can awake ... C D G No sound can awake ....
G C D Oh shade of the mighty, ... G D That rushed but to ... G C G Alas, they have perished ... C G D G And all, save the fame, ... D G C The trumpet may sound and the ... G D A D They eat not, they hear not, ... G C G They sleep their last sleep, ... C G D G No sound can awake ... C D G No sound can awake them ... G C D Yet, spirit immortal, ... G D For like thine own eagle, ... G C G Thou springest from bondage, ... C G D G A name which, before thee, no ... D G C Tho' nations may ... G D A D No more on thy steed wilt ... G C G Thou sleep'st thy last ... C G D G No sound can awake ... C D G No sound can awake ... See ya -Bo Parker Bo.Parker@msfc.nasa.gov (<- MAIL to this address. REPLIES to this address will probably bounce.) "And if one more person says to me, they can't stand the "twang," I think I just might gingerly poke 'em in the eye. This is not like eating okra." --Linda Ellis