The (Em)last, the (G)dreaded (Em)hour is (Am)come, 
That (G)bears my (Am)love from (D)me(D7)

I (Em)hear the (G)dead note (Em)of the (G)drum,

I (Am)mark the (D)fatal (Em)tree.

The (G)bell has (D)toll'd; it (Am)shakes my (D)heart;

The (G)trumpet (Am)speaks thy (D)name: (D7)

And (Em)must my (G)Gilde(Em)roy de(G)part,

To (Am)bear a (D)death of (Em)shame! 

No (Em)bosom (G)trembles (Em)for thy (Am)doom; 
No (G)mourner (Am)wipes a (D)tear; (D7) 
The (Em)gallows' (G)foot is (Em)all they (G)tomb, 
The (Am)sledge is (D)all thy (Em)bier. 
Oh (G)Gilde(D)roy! I be(Am)thought we (D)then 
So (G)soon, so (Am)sad to (D)part, (D7) 
When (Em)first in (G)Roslin's (Em)lovely (G)glen 
You (Am)triumph'd (D)o'er my (Em)heart? 
 
Your (Em)locks they (G)glitter'd (Em)to the (Am)sheen, 
Your (G)hunter (Am)garb was (D)trim; (D7) 
And (Em)graceful (G)was the (Em)ribbon (G)green, 
That (Am)bound your (D)many (Em)limb! 
Ah! (G)little (D)thought I (Am)to de(D)plore 
Those (G)limbs in (Am)fetters (D)bound; (D7) 
Or (Em)hear, u(G)pon the (Em)scaffold (G)floor, 
The (Am)midnight (D)hammer (Em)sound. 
 
Ye (Em)cruel, (G)cruel, (Em)that com(Am)bined 
The (G)guiltless (Am)to pur(D)sue; (D7) 
My (Em)Gilde(G)roy was (Em)ever (G)kind, 
He (Am)could not (D)injure (Em)you! 
A (G)long a(D)dieu! but (Am)where shall (D)fly 
Thy (G)widow (Am)all for(D)lorn, (D7) 
When (Em)ev'ry (G)mean and (Em)cruel (G)eye 
Re(Am)gards my (D)wo with (Em)scorn? 

Yes! (Em)they will (G)mock thy (Em)widow's (Am)tears, 
And (G)hate thine (Am)orphan (D)boy; (D7) 
A(Em)las! his (G)infant (Em)beauty (G)wears 
The (Am)form of (D)Gilde(Em)roy. 
Then (G)will I (D)seek the (Am)dreary (D)mound 
That (G)wraps thy (Am)mouldering (D)clay, (D7) 
And (Em)weep and (G)linger (Em)on the (G)ground, 
And (Am)sigh my (D)heart a(Em)way.