Chords for Battlefield Band - The Boar and the Fox

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The boar he has a [Ab] hunting-ball _ _ [Bb] To a lady I'll [Eb] command him he's gone to the
lady fox And he has proffered her his hand _ _
You're [Bb] welcome here [Eb] Lord Bruin she [Bb] says You are welcome here to [Eb] me
Better I lie into your bed You must grant me favours three _ _
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] Favours three then I will grant [Bb] No matter what these favours are
For there [Eb] isn't a beast in all the wood That will dare to challenge me
Then bid me bring the red deer's heart Or the nubbles of the hind
To [Eb] be a bridal supper dish Fitting my true lover's mind
_ _ [Bb] No, oh no, cries the lady fox These are not the gifts for me
But there [Eb] are three birds in fair Scotland Sitting on a single tree
And I must have the heart of one And the heads of the other two
Then I will go for will or woe And be a bride, a bride to you
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_ _ _ _ The boar he has a [Eb] hunting _ _ -ball _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Oh be to that lady fox She's the vilest of her creed
For the bonnie bird's bereaved awe And condemned by her to bleed
The boar was caught inside her den With a trap that severed his leg
And she's tied the boar up by the neck And he is hung till he was _
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