| C | |
| / (drum fill) |
| Verse 1: |
| C | Fm | |
| In the w | ee small hours of s | ixpence |
| C | Fm | |
| And the l | ighted chandel | ier |
| Dm | Em | F | C | |
| Stands a r | usty | old ret | ainer |
| Abdim (N.C.) C/G |
| Whose old eyes are filled with tears |
| For his master, good Sir Gallant |
| Who is now off to the wars |
| And although his eyes are crying |
| We know grief is not the cause |
| Chorus 1: |
| F | F#dim | C | |
| And if gr | ief is | not the r | eason |
| F | F#dim | C | |
| He must | be of | sterner st | uff |
| F | Am/E | Dm | |
| And his sw | ord, though old | and r | usty |
| G | /F | /E | /D | |
| Must be bl | unt as s | harp en | ough |
| Verse 2: |
| In the wee small hours of sixpence |
| And the broken windowpane |
| Stand the remnants of the evening |
| Who are waiting all in vain |
| For the crowing of the cockroach |
| Sure as morning is not night |
| But the air is filled with silence |
| And the day bright is not light |
| Chorus 2: |
| But still darkness is no reason |
| We are men of sterner stuff |
| And our swords, though old and rusty |
| Still are blunt as sharp enough |
| Instrumental break (key changes to D): |
| Verse 3: |
| D | Gm | |
| In the w | ee small hours of | sixpence |
| D | Gm | |
| And the h | at stand in the h | all |
| Em | F#m | G | D | |
| Waiting o | nly | for the m | orning |
| Bbdim (N.C.) D/A |
| Shadows flitting 'cross the wall |
| And perhaps that old retainer |
| Who now giving of his all |
| May have once been just as we are |
| And now has no face at all |
| Chorus 3: |
| G | G#dim | D | |
| But still gr | ief was | not the r | eason |
| G | G#dim | D | |
| He was m | ade of | sterner st | uff |
| G | Bm/F# | Em | |
| And his sw | ord, though old | and r | usty |
| A | /G | /F# | /E | |
| Still was bl | unt as s | harp en | ough |
| D Bm D (end cold) |
| -- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers |