Tonalité : B minor
Verse 1
Am
G
F
Am
G
F
Am
G
F
Am
The Weaver
G
F
Am
The weaver came on Monday
G
before the sun was up
F
Am
Left a bowl of porridge
G
to tempt me down to sup
F
C
But I wouldn't eat it, I wouldn't eat it,
Em
Am
I let it stand all day
Em
F
When night came,
G
the rain came down,
Am
G
swirled the porridge away
F
G
Am
G
F
Am
G
F
Am
A cobbler came on Tuesday,
G
with hands as rough as toads
F
Am
Left behind an iron -shot claw,
G
to help me down the road
F
But I wouldn't done it,
C
I wouldn't done it,
Em
Am
my dancing days are through
Em
F
When night came,
G
the lightning came,
Am
G
wrecked the clog in
F
Am
G
F
Am
two
G
F
Am
The lark -man came on Wednesday,
G
he crept from the mist like a thief
F
Am
Left a lark, shut in a cage,
G
for musical relief
F
C
But I wouldn't heed it, I didn't need it,
Em
to ease my day along
F
G
When night came, the blackness came,
Am
G
F
G
Am
G
F
Am
and put an end to its song
G
F
Am
A butcher came on Thursday,
G
dressed in blue and red and white
F
Am
Left behind a leg of lamb,
G
to whet my appetite
F
But I wouldn't touch it,
C
I wouldn't touch it,
Em
Am
I let that meat alone
Em
F
G
When night fell, the ravens fell,
Am
G
F
And picked it clean to the
G
Am
G
F
Am
bone.
G
F
Am
A hiker came on Friday,
G
F
He rested for a spell,
Am
Left behind a loaf of bread,
G
And waved a one farewell.
F
C
But I wouldn't cut it, I wouldn't cut it,
Em
Food for me is dust.
F
G
When I came, the worms came up,
Am
G
nuzzled it down to the
F
G
Am
G
F
Am
crust.
G
F
Am
On Saturday, a pack -horse man
G
came up the stony hill,
F
Am
Left a roll of Worcester
G
to keep me from the chill.
F
C
But I wouldn't wear it, I wouldn't wear it,
Em
Am
the spoils of double theft.
Em
F
When I came,
G
the dew came too,
Am
G
F
G
Am
G
F
Am
soaked it warm and wet.
G
F
Am
A parson came on Sunday,
G
he squatted down to pray,
F
Left a lighted candle
Am
G
to keep the night at bay.
F
C
But I didn't want it, I didn't want it,
Em
I do not fear the dark.
F
G
When I came, the wind came by,
Am
G
F
snuffed the pewning spark
C
G
I am the dam that bursts at midnight,
F
C
flooding the town in the valley
F
Em
I am the blade that shines out sharp,
Am
Dm
G
in the short cut through the alley
F
Em
Am
I am the bolt from heaven,
F
C
that strikes when the sky is blue
Em
F
G
You seem to have need of me, my friend,
Am
G
F
But I have no need of you.
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