🎶 Ride To Agadir

They rode [Bbm]in the morning Casablanca to the [D]west
On the [Cb]Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Mara [Eb]kesh
For Moham [Bbm]med and Morocco we had taken up our [D]guns
For the [Cb]ashes of our fathers and the [D]children of our [Bbm]sons.
For the [Cb]ashes of our fathers and the [D]children of our [Bbm]sons.

In the [Bbm]dry winds of summer they were sharpening the [D]blades.
They were [Cb]riding to act upon the promise we had [Eb]made.
With the [Bbm]fist and the dagger with the rifle and the [D]lance
We will [Cb]suffer no intrusion from the [D]Infidels of [Bbm]France.
We will [Cb]suffer no intrusion from the [D]Infidels of [Bbm]France.

They could [D#]wait no [A#]more [Db]in the burning sands on the [Cb]ride to Agadir.
[D#]Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the [D#]dogs of [A#]war for the [Db]future of this land on the [Cb]ride to Agadir.
[D#]Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.

[Cb]Though they were waiting and they were fifty to our [Bbm]ten
They were [Db]easily outnumbered by a smaller force of [F#]men.
As the [Cb]darkness was falling they were soon to rea [Bbm]lize
We were [Db]going to relieve them of their [Bbm]God-Forsaken [Cb]lives.
We were [Db]going to relieve them of their [Bbm]God-Forsaken [Cb]lives.

They could [D#]wait no [A#]more [Db]in the burning sands on the [Cb]ride to Agadir.
[D#]Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the [D#]dogs of [A#]war for the [Db]future of this land on the [Cb]ride to Agadir.
[D#]Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.

They rode [Bbm]in the morning Casablanca to the [D]west
On the [Cb]Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Mara [Eb]kesh
For Moham [Bbm]med and Morocco we had taken up our [D]guns
For the [Cb]ashes of our fathers and the [D]children of our [Bbm]sons.
For the [Cb]ashes of our fathers and the [D]children of our [Bbm]sons.⠀