Verse
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Cold blows the wind today my love,
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and gently drops the rain.
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I only had but one true love,
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and in cold grave she was lain.
[Verse 2]
A Fb C#m
I do as much for my true love,
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as any young man may.
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I'll sit and mourn all on the grave
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for a twelfth-month and a day.
[Verse 3]
F#m D A Fb
When the twelfth month and one day was past,
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the ghost began to speak:
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"Why sittist here all on my grave,
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and will not let me sleep?"
[Verse 4]
A Fb C#m
"There is one thing that I want sweetheart,
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there is one thing that I crave,
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And that is a kiss from your lily white lips
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that I'll go from your grave."
[Verse 5]
F#m D A Fb
"My lips they are as cold as clay,
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my breath smells earthy strong.
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And if you kiss my cold clay lips,
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your time will not be long.
[Verse 6]
A Fb C#m
Go fetch me water from the desert,
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and blood from out of stone.
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Go fetch me milk from a fair maid's breast,
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that a young man never had known".
[Verse 7]
F#m D A Fb
'Twas down in yonder garden green,
F#m C#m
of where we used to walk.
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The finest flower that ever I saw,
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is withered to a stalk.
[Verse 8]
A Fb C#m
The stalk is withered and dry sweetheart,
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the flower will ne'er return.
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And since I lost my own true love,
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what can I do but mourn?
[Verse 9]
F#m D A Fb
"When shall we meet again sweetheart?
F#m C#m
When shall we meet again?"
F#m D A Fb
"When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees
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are green and spring out again".
[Verse 10]
A Fb C#m
The stalk is withered and dried my love,
F#m D A Fb
So will our hearts decay.
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So make yourself content my love,
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Til God calls you away.