June Tabor - The old garden gate

As ^EmI walked out one ^DMay morning So ^Emearly in the spring I ^Cplaced my ^Dback against the ^Emold garden ^Dgate For to ^Chear my ^Dtrue love ^Amsing

“Come ^Emnow my love and sit ^Ddown by me Where the ^Emleaves are springing green For it's ^Cnow very ^Dnear three-^Emquarters of a ^Dyear Since ^Cyou and I to^Dgether have ^Ambeen”

“I ^Emwill not come and sit ^Ddown by you Nor ^Emyet no other man For ^Cyou have been ^Dcourting some ^Emother young ^Dgirl And your ^Cheart it is ^Dno longer ^Ammine”

There ^Emis a flower I've ^Dheard them say I ^Emwish I could that flower find It's ^Ccalled Hearts^Dease by ^Emnight and ^Dday Would it ^Cease my ^Dtroubled ^Ammind?

I ^Emcast my anchor ^Dinto the sea And it ^Emsank down into the sand So ^Cdid my ^Dheart all ^Ein my ^Dbody When I ^Ctook my false ^Dlove all by the ^Amhand

Oh, I'll ^Emnever believe a ^Dman anymore Be his ^Emhair white, yellow or brown Un^Cless he was ^Dhigh on the ^Emgallows ^Dtree And ^Cswearing that he ^Dwanted to come ^Amdown

So ^Emgirls, beware of a ^Dfalse lover true Never ^Emmind what a young man might say He's ^Clike a ^Dstar on a ^Emfoggy, foggy ^Dmorning You ^Cthink he's near, he's ^Dfar, far a^Amway ^Em