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[Intro] F#7 A [Verse]
The Bmmother to her F#son did say GIn the greenF#mwood The E7little hind thou Ashalt not slay That Dbears the band of Agold
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You may Bmslay the hart and Eshoot the doe DIn the greenC#mwood But the Bmlittle hind thou Amust let go That Dbears the band of Agold
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Sir BmPeter rode in F#greenwood bound GIn the greenF#mwood And the E7little hind played beAfore his hound That Dbears the band of Agold
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The Bmlittle hind sported its Efeet before DIn the greenC#mwood And he Bmthought on his mother's Awords no more That Dbears the band of Agold
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He Bmspanned his crossbow with F#hand and knee GIn the greenF#mwood And he E7shot the hind beAside a tree That Dbears the band of Agold
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His Bmgloves from off his Ehands he drew DIn the greenC#mwood To Bmflay the hind withAout ado That Dbears the band of Agold
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Her Bmneck he flayed and F#shining there GIn the greenF#mwood E7Was his sister's Agolden hair That Dbears the band of Agold
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BmHe has found in her Ebosom cold DIn the greenC#mwood His Bmlittle sister's Arings of gold That Dbears the band of Agold
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BmIn her side with F#sore affright GIn the greenF#mwood E7He has found her Ahands so white That Dbears the band of Agold
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His Bmhunting-knife to the Eground he threw DIn the greenC#mwood Now Bmhas my mother's Atale come true! That Dbears the band of Agold
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BmCold on the river F#falleth the rime GIn the greenF#mwood There's E7luck for the lad who can Atake it in time That Dbears the band of Agold
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BmFar the crane flieth Eup in the sky DIn the greenC#mwood BmLucky the lad who from Atrouble can fly! That Dbears the band of Agold