John Tams - The year turns round again

^EmI'll wager a hat ^Dfull of guineas ^GAgainst all the so^Cngs you can s^Ding, ^EmThat some day you^D'll love, And the n^Gext day you'll l^Aose, And wi^Amnter will ^Cturn into^Em spring.

And the sn^Gow fa^Dlls, the wi^Amnd ca^Dlls, The y^Gear turns ro^Dund ag^Cain. ^D And l^Emike Barleyco^Crn who r^Gose from the gr^Aave, A new^Am year will r^Cise up ag^Emain.

And there wi^Emll come a ti^Dme of great pl^Aenty, A t^Cime of good har^Gvest and s^Dun. Till t^Emhen put your tr^Cust in tom^Gorrow, my fr^Aiend, For ye^Amsterday's o^Cver and d^Emone.

Plough^Ged, so^Dwn, re^Amaped, and m^Down: The y^Gear turns ro^Dund ag^Cain. ^D And l^Emike Barley^Ccorn who r^Gose from the gr^Aave A n^Amew year will r^Cise up a^Emgain.

Phoe^Gbe ari^Dse, a gle^Amam in her e^Dyes, And the ye^Gar turns ro^Dund ag^Cain. ^D And l^Emike Barleyc^Corn who ro^Gse from the gr^Aave, A n^Amew year will ri^Cse up ag^Emain.