Misc Traditional - The maid that sold the barley
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It's cCold and rEmaw the noFmaj7rth winds blGow
BlaAmck in the moGrning earAmly,
When aCll the hEmills were Fmaj7covered with sCnow
Oh thAmen it was wGinter faAmirly.
As AmI was rEmiding Co'er the mAmoor
I Cmet a faFmaj7rmer's dauEghter
Her chCerry chEmeeks and slowFmaj7-black hGair
TheAmy caused my hGeart to fAmalter.
C Em Fma7 G
I bowed my bonnet very low
To Amlet her kGnow my mAmeaning.
She aCnswered wEmith a cFmaj7ourteous sCmile
Here lAmooks theyG were engAmaging.
"Where Amare you bEmound my pCretty mAmaid
It's nCow in the mFmaj7orning eEarly?"
C Em Fma7 G
The answer that she made to me,
"Kind Amsir, to sGell my bAmarley."
"Now tCwenty gEmuineas I'vFmaj7e in my pGurse
And tAmwenty moGre that's yAmearly.
You neCed not go Emto the mFmaj7arket tCown
For IAm'll buy aGll your bAmarley.
If twAmenty guEmineas-would gCain the hAmeart
Of the mCaid I lFmaj7ove so deEarly,
C Em Fma7 G
All for to tarry with-me one night
And Amgo home in the mGorning eAmarly."
As CI was rEmiding Fmaj7o'er the moGor
The Avery evGening aAmfter,
It Cwas my foEmrtune Fmaj7for to meCet
The fAmarmer's oGnly dauAmghter.
AlthAmough the wEmeather-being cCold and rAmaw
With Cher I thFmaj7ought to pEarley
The aCnswer thatEm she Fmaj7made to Gme,
"Kind Amsir, I've sGold my bAmarley."