The Heights of Alma    (video)

 

    instrumental intro = verse 1a

 

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1a. September last, on the eighteenth day,

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    we landed safe in the big Crimea,

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    in spite of all the foaming spray

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    to cheer our hearts for Alma.

 

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1b. That night we slept on the cold, cold ground,

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    no tent or shelter to be found,

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    and with the rain was almost drowned

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    beneath the Heights of Alma.

 

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Let Britain’s sons long remember

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the glorious twentieth of September,

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we caused the Russian to surrender

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along the Heights of Alma.

 

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2a. Next morning the scorching sun did rise

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    beneath the eastern cloudy sky,

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    our noble chief Lord Raglan cried,

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    “Prepare to march for Alma.”

 

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2b. Oh, when the heights we hove in view,

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    the stoutest heart it did subdue

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    to see the Russian warlike crew

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    all upon the heights of Alma.

 

         D

Let Britain’s sons long remember

         A

the glorious twentieth of September,

        D

we caused the Russian to surrender

   G             A             D

along the Heights of Alma.         + instrumental = verse 2a (2x)

 

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3a. Our Scottish lads with a sword and hose,

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    they’re not the last as you may suppose,

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    so daringly they faced their foes,

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    and gained the heights of Alma.

 

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3b. To Sebastopol the Russian fled,

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    they left their wounded and the dead,

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    and the rivers there, they all ran red,

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    from the blood that spilled on Alma.

 

+  CHORUS (2x)   +  instrumental = verse 3a (2x) ....

 

    (Donovan)