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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] G C G [Verse]

N.C.

Cold Dmblows the Fwind o'er Gmy true Clove And Gcold blow the Dmdrops of Crain G I Amnever FhaBbd.. but Cone true Glove In the DmGreenwood G/Bhe lies FmslaiCn Fm C
[Verse]
I'll Dmdo as Fmuch for Gmy true Clove As Gany Dmlover Cmay G I'll Amsit and FweBbep all Con his Ggrave A Dmtwelve-month G/Band a Fmday.C. Fm C
[Verse]
When Dmtwelve months Fand a Gday were Cdone A Gvoice beDmgan to Cspeak G “Who Amis it FsiBbts and Cweeps on my Ggrave And Dmwill not G/Blet me FmsleeCp?”
[Instrumental] G C G [Verse]

N.C.

One Dmkiss, one Fkiss of Gyour sweet Clips One Gkiss is Dmall I Ccrave G UnAmless I FhaBbve one Ckiss from your Glips No Dmcomfort G/Bshall I FmhaveC.. Fm C
[Verse]
“My Dmlips are Fcold as Gclay, sweetCheart My Gbreath is Dmearthy Cstrong G And Amhad you one FkiBbss from Cmy cold Glips Your Dmtime would G/Bnot be FmlongC..”
[Instrumental] G C G [Verse]

N.C.

Go Dmhome, go Fhome to your Gfather’s Chouse Sit Gwith your Dmfriends at Cease G For Amfierce is FloBbve that Clongs Gfor And Dmleave my G/Bsoul in FmpeacCe
[Outro] G C G