Jean Luc Lenoir - Two magicians

^BmThe lady sits at ^Bmher own front door ^BmAs straight as a willow w^Aand And ^Bmby there come ^Ema lusty s^Dmith ^GWith his hammer ^Ain his ^Bmhand ^BmWhy do you sit th^Bmere lady fair ^BmAll in your robes of red ^A I'll^Bm come tomorrow^Em at this ^Dsame time ^GAnd have you ^Ain me b^Bmed

^BmCrying b^Bmide lady bide ^BmFor there's a nowhere you can ^Ahide For ^Bmthe lusty smith will ^Embe your ^Dlove And ^Ghe will ^Alay your ^B5pride.

^BmAway away you coa^Bml black smith ^BmWould you do me this wron^Ag For ^Bmto think to ha^Emve me mai^Dden head ^GThat I have kept^A so lon^Bmg ^BmI'd rather I was ^Bmdead and cold ^BmAnd me body laid in the g^Arave Than^Bm a lusty, dust^Emy, coal b^Dlack smith ^GMe maiden head s^Ahould h^Bmave

^BmCrying b^Bmide lady bide ^BmFor there's a nowhere you can ^Ahide For ^Bmthe lusty smith will ^Embe your ^Dlove And ^Ghe will ^Alay your ^B5pride.

^BmSo the lady, she ^Bmcurled up her hand ^BmAnd swore upon the mold ^A That^Bm he'd not have^Em her maid^Den head ^GFor all of a pot^A of gol^Bmd. ^BmBut the blacksmit^Bmh he curled up his hand ^BmAnd he swore upon the mas^At That^Bm he would have^Em her maid^Den head ^GFor the half of ^Athat or^Bm less

^BmCrying b^Bmide lady bide ^BmFor there's a nowhere you can ^Ahide For ^Bmthe lusty smith will ^Embe your ^Dlove And ^Ghe will ^Alay your ^B5pride.