Folk Song

X:1 T:He Who Would Valiant Be C:Trad R: H: D: Z: M: L: O: N: S: K: W:He who would valiant be, 'gainst all disaster W:Let him in constancy, follow the master. W:There's no discouragement, shall make him once relent W:His first avowed intent, to be a pilgrim. W:. W:Who so beset him round with dismal stories, W:Do but themselves confound, his strength the more is. W:No foe shall stay his might, though he with giants fight W:He will make good his right, to be a pilgrim. W:. W:Since Lord thou dost defend us with thy spirit, W:We know we at the end shall life inherit, W:Then fancies flee away, I'll fear not what men say W:I'll labour night and day, to be a pilgrim. % % % % %