(verse 1)
Dm G
Pale the young squire who goes to fight
Dm G
To die at his master's side
Dm G
Living is just a dream inside
Dm G
You ask me why he cried
(bridge)
F G
"What am I doin' here?"
F G
"What am I doin' here?"
(verse 2)
Dm G
Beautiful princess, fair and pale
Dm G
Stares out across the sea
Dm G
Alone in her castle dark and grey
Dm G
Her love she'll never see
(bridge)
F G
"What am I doin' here?"
F G A
"What am I doin' here?"
Dm A
Tenderly bury the fair young dead
Dm A
Place a wooden cross at his head
Bb
All the words you can say
C
Have been said
Bb A Dm
It's for you my tears are shed