Pentangle - Willy o winsbury
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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
|G |C |G |Bm |Bm |Em |Em |C |C |
[Verse 1]
The kCing has Gbeen a prisoDner,
And a prAmisoner long in CSpain,
And GWillie Emof the WGinsburBmy
Has Emlain long with his Gdaughter at Chome.
[Refrain]
"What aCils you, what Gails you, my daughter DJanet,
That you lAmook so pale and Cwan?
Oh, haGve you hEmad any Gsore sicBmkness
Or yEmet been sleGeping with a maCn?"
[Verse 2]
"No, I hCave not Ghad any sore sicDkness,
Nor Amyet been sleeping with a mCan.
But it Gis for Emyou, my Gfather Bmdear,
For Embiding so Glong in SpaCin."
[Refrain]
"Cast oCff, cast Goff your berry-brown gDown,
And stand nAmaked upon the Cstone,
That GI may kEmnow youG by yourBm shape,
If yEmou be a maGiden or noCne."
[Verse 3]
And sChe's cast Goff her berry-brown gDown
And stood nAmaked upon the sCtone
Her aGpron was lEmow and her Ghaunches were rBmound,
Her sEmkin was paGle and waCn.
[Refrain]
"Oh, wCas it with a Glord or a duke or a Dknight,
Or a mAman of birth and Cfame,
Or wGas it with Emone of my GservBming men
Who's Emlately come Gout of CSpain?"
[Verse 4]
"No, it wCasn't with a Glord or a duke or a Dknight,
Nor a mAman of birth and fCame,
But it Gwas with WEmillie of GWinsBmbury,
I could Embide no Glonger aClone."
[Refrain]
Now the kCing has Gcalled on his merry men Dall,
By tAmhirty and by Cthree,
Says, "FGetch me this EmWillie of GWinsbBmury,
For hEmanged heG shall bCe."C
[Solo]
|C |G |G |D |D |Am |Am |C |C |
|G |C |G |Bm |Bm |Em |G |C |C |
[Verse 5]
But Cwhen he Gcame the king beDfore,
He was Amclad all in the red Csilk.
His hGair was lEmike the gGolden sBmtrands,
His sEmkin was as whiGte as the miClk.
[Refrain]
And "It iCs no Gwonder," said the Dking,
"That my Amdaughter's love you didC win.
For if GI were a Emwoman, aGs I am Bma man,
My Embedfellow Gyou would have Cbeen."
[Verse 5]
"Oh wCill you Gmarry my daughter JDanet,
By the tAmruth of your right hCand?
Oh, wGill you mEmarry my Gdaughter BmJanet?
I'll mEmake you the lGord of my laCnd."
[Refrain]
"Oh yCes, I will Gmarry your daughter JDanet.
By the tAmruth of my right Chand.
Why yGes, I will mEmarry your Gdaughter BmJanet,
But I'll Emnot be the lorGd of your laCnd."
[Outro]
And he's moCunted her Gon a milk-white Dsteed,
And hiAmmself on a dapple Cgrey.
He has mGade her the Emlady of as Gmuch Bmland
As she shall rEmide on a warGm summer's CdayC. C G