Capo 3
Intro:
[Am] [G] [Am] [G]
[Am] [G] [F] [G]
[Am] [G] [Am] [G]
[Am] [G] [F] [G]
Verse 1:
In the [Am]dawn they came with [G]fire, the [F]banners red with [G]sin,
She [C]took her blade of [G]silver steel and [F]led her [G]soldiers [Am]in
But the [Am]cries of war grew [G]hollow, and her [F]courage turned to [G]stone,
When the [C]traitors bound her [G]hands that day and [F]left her [G]all alone [Am]
Chorus 1:
Raise your [Am]cups and sing her [C]name, though her [G]mind was torn apart [Am],
Through the [Am]storm and through the [C]sorrow burned the [G]iron in her heart [Am]
Let no [F]chain nor cruel [C]whisper keep her [G]spirit cast away [Am],
For the [F]woman who was [G]broken rose a- [Em]gain to fight the fray [Am] [G] [F] [G]
Verse 2:
In the [Am]dark they whispered [G]lies, they [F]carved them in her [G]soul,
Turned her [Am]dreams to twisted [G]smoke, un- [F]made her [G]self-control [Am]
But in the [Am]ashes of her [G]mind a [F]single spark re- [G]mained,
A [Am]memory of [G]morning light that [F]would not [G]be contained [Am]
Chorus 2:
Raise your [Am]cups and sing her [C]name, though her [G]mind was torn apart [Am],
Through the [Am]storm and through the [C]sorrow burned the [G]iron in her heart [Am]
Let no [F]chain nor cruel [C]whisper keep her [G]spirit cast away [Am],
For the [F]woman who was [G]broken rose a- [Em]gain to fight the fray [Am] [G] [F] [G]
Bridge:
The [Am]moon looked down and [C]wept for her, the [F]river hid its [G]flow,
Yet [Am]she found peace in [C]silence where [F]no tormentor'd [G]go
And when the [Am]dawn came creeping [G]through the [F]ruins and the [G]rain,
She [Am]rose with eyes of [G]tempered steel and [F]took her [G]sword a- [Am]gain
Chorus 3:
Raise your [Am]cups and sing her [C]name, though her [G]mind was torn apart [Am],
Through the [Am]storm and through the [C]sorrow burned the [G]iron in her heart [Am]
Let no [F]chain nor cruel [C]whisper keep her [G]spirit cast away [Am],
For the [F]woman who was [G]broken rose a- [Em]gain to fight the fray [Am]
Outro:
Raise your [Am]cups and sing her [C]name, let the [G]rafters bear her part [Am],
Through the [Am]storm and through the [C]sorrow burned the [G]iron in her heart [Am]
Now her [F]banner flies un- [C]broken, on the [G]field where tyrants [Am]fall, [F] [C]
For the [F]woman who was [G]shattered stands the [Em]fiercest of them all [Am]
[G] [F] [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [Am]
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