Tonalité : C major
Verse 1
Dm
Am
A fine young man it
C
Dm
was indeed,
F
C
Dm
Mounted on his milk -white steed.
He rode, he rode,
G
C
and he rode all alone,
Until he came to lovely
Dm
Joan.
Am
Good morning to you,
C
Dm
my pretty maid,
And twice good morning,
C
Dm
sir, she said.
He tipped her the wink and she
G
C
rolled a dark eye,
Says he to himself, I'll
Dm
be there by and by.
Am
C
Dm
Oh, don't you think these pooks of hay
C
Dm
A pretty place for us to play?
So come with me,
C
me sweet young thing
F
C
Dm
And I'll give to you my golden ring
Am
C
Dm
So he took off his ring of gold
Says me pretty fair
Miss
Blue
C
Dm
This, behold,
G
C
freely I'll give it for your maiden head
F
C
And her cheeks they brushed like the roses
Dm
C
Dm
red
C
Dm
G
C
F
C
Dm
Am
C
Dm
Come, give that ring into my hand,
C
Dm
And I will neither stay nor stand.
G
C
For your ring is worth much more to me
F
C
Dm
Than twenty maidenheads, said she.
C
And as he made for the
Pooks of
Dm
Hay,
F
C
She leapt on his horse and she tore away.
Dm
G
C
He called, he called, but he called in vain,
For
F
C
Dm
Joan she ne 'er looked back again.
C
Dm
Nor did she think herself quite safe,
F
C
Until she came to a true love's
Dm
gate.
G
C
She dropped him off his horse and ring,
F
C
And she left him to rage in
Dm
C
the meadow's green.
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AccordsDm Am C F G
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