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From the album Joan Baez in Concert [Intro] Am G Am [Verse 1]
"Well Ammet, well Gmet, my Amown true love, Well met, well Gmet," cried Amhe. "I've just reCturned from the Gsalt, salt Emsea AmAll for the Glove of Amthee."
[Verse 2]
"AmI could have Gmarried the AmKing's daughter dear, AmShe would have Gmarried Amme. AmBut I have forCsaken her cGrowns of Emgold AmAll for the Glove of Amthee."
[Verse 3]
Am"Well, if you could have Gmarried the AmKing's daughter dear, I'm sure you Gare to Amblame, For I am Cmarried to a Ghouse carpenEmter, And Amfind him a Gnice young Amman."
[Verse 4]
Am"Oh, will you forGsake your Amhouse carpenter And go aGlong with Amme? AmI'll take you to Cwhere the Ggrass grows Emgreen, To the Ambanks of the Gsalt, salt Amsea." G Am
[Verse 5]
"Well,Am if I should forGsake my Amhouse carpenter And go aGlong with Amthee, What have you Cgot to mainGtain me Emon AmAnd keep me from GpoverAmty?"
[Verse 6]
"Six sAmhips, six Gships all Amout on the sea, AmSeven more upGon dry lAmand, AmOne hundred and Cten all Gbrave sailor Emmen Will Ambe at yGour comAmmand."
[Verse 7]
AmShe picked Gup her Amown wee babe, AmKisses gGave him Amthree, Said "Stay right Chere with my Ghouse carpeEmnter And Amkeep him good GcompanAmy.
[Verse 8]
Then sAmhe putted Gon her rAmich attire, AmSo glorious Gto beAmhold. And as she Ctrod aGlong her Emway, She Amshone like the Gglittering Amgold.
[Verse 9]
AmWell, they'd not been Ggone but aAmbout two weeks, AmI know it Gwas not Amthree. AmWhen this fair Clady beGgan to Emweep, She Amwept most GbitterAmly.
[Verse 10]
"Ah, wAmhy do you Gweep, myAm fair young maid, AmWeep it for your Ggolden Amstore? AmOr do you Cweep for your Ghouse carpenEmter AmWho never you shall Gsee anyAmmore?"
[Verse 11]
Am"I do not Gweep for my Amhouse carpenter AmOr for any Ggolden Amstore. AmI do Cweep for my Gown wee Embabe, Who Amnever I shall Gsee anymAmore."
[Verse 12]
Well, Amthey'd not been Ggone but Amabout three weeks, AmI'm sure it Gwas not Amfour. AmOur gallant Cship sprang a Gleak and Emsank, AmNever to Grise anyAmmore.
[Verse 13]
AmOne time aGround spun our Amgallant ship, AmTwo times aGround spun Amshe, AmThree times aCround spun our Ggallant Emship And Amsank to the Gbottom of the Amsea.
[Verse 14]
Am"What hills, what Ghills are Amthose, my love, AmThat rise so Gfair and Amhigh?" Am"Those are the Chills of Gheaven, my Emlove, But Amnot for Gyou and AmI."
[Verse 15]
"AmAnd what hills, what Ghills are Amthose, my love, AmThose hills so Gdark and Amlow?" Am"Those are the Chills of Ghell, my Emlove, WhereAm you and GI must Amgo."