The Yew Tree (Battlefield Band) Keyboard Dm A mile frae Pentcaitland, on the road to the sea Stands a yew tree a thousand years old And the old women swear by the grey o' their hair That it knows what the future will hold G C Dm For the shadows of Scotland stand round it C G 'Mid the kail and the corn and the kye F C All the hopes and the fears of a thousand long years Dm C Bb Under the Lothian sky C My bonnie yew tree Dm Tell me what did you see Guitar Em D C Em Did you look through the haze o' the lang summer days C D Em Tae the South and the far English border Em D C Em A' the bonnets o' steel on Flodden's far field C D Em Did they march by your side in good order A D Em Did you ask them the price o' their glory D A When you heard the great slaughter begin G D Bm For the dust o' their bones would rise up from the stones Em D Em To bring tears to the eyes o' the wind D My bonnie yew tree Em C Em Tell me what did you see Em D C Em Not once did you speak for the poor and the weak C D Em When the moss-troopers lay in your shade Em D C Em To count out the plunder and hide frae the thunder C D Em And share out the spoils o' their raid A D Em But you saw the smiles o' the gentry D A And the laughter of lords at their gains G D When the poor hunt the poor across mountain and moor Em D Em The rich man can keep them in chains D My bonnie yew tree Em C Em Tell me what did you see Em D C Em Did you no' think tae tell when John Knox himsel' C D Em Preached under your branches sae black Em D C Em To the poor common folk who would lift up the yoke C D Em O' the bishops and priests frae their backs A D Em But you knew the bargain he sold them D A And freedom was only one part G D Bm For the price o' their souls was a gospel sae cold N.C. It would freeze up the joy in their hearts D My bonnie yew tree Em C Em Tell me what did you see Solo Am D G Em Am D G Em F Em F Em F G A Em And I thought as I stood and laid hands on your wood That it might be a kindness to fell you One kiss o' the axe and you're freed frae the racks C D Em O' the sad bloody tales that men tell you Slowed down A D Em But a wee bird flew out from your branches D A And sang out as never before G D Bm And the words o' the song were a thousand years long Em D Em And to learn them's a long thousand more D My bonnie yew tree Em Tell me what CAN you see Hope you enjoy the Music. Peace