Cold Blows the Wind Chords by Ween
Tempo:
122.2 bpm
Chords used:
Em
B
E
G
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em]
Cold blows the wind over my true love, Cold blows the [B] drops [Em]
of rain.
I never had but one true love, And Campbell [B] he [Em] was slain.
[G] I'll do [D] as much for [Am] my true [Em] love, [G]
As any [C] young [D] girl may.
[Em]
I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
But when twelve months were come and gone, This young [B] man [Em] he arose.
What makes you weep down by my grave?
I [B] can't take [Em] my repose.
[G] One kiss, [D] one kiss [Gm] of [Am] your lily [Em] white lips, [G] One kiss [C] is all [G] I [D]
crave.
[E] One kiss, [Em] one kiss of your lily white lips, And [B] return back to [Em] your grave.
My lips, they [B] are [E] as cold as my [Em] clay, My breath [B] is heavy and [Em]
strong.
[G] If [E] thou wast to kiss my lily white [B] lips, [Em] Thy days [B] would not [E] be long.
[Em] Oh, [G]
don't you [D] remember the [A]
garden [E] grove, [G] Where we [C] [D] used to walk?
[Eb] [E]
Look, the [Em] finest flower of them all, Twill hither [B] to a [E]
star.
[G] [E]
[Bm] [Em]
[E]
[B] Go [E]
[Em]
fetch me a nut from a dungeon deep, And water [B] from a [Em]
stone.
And white milk from a maiden's breast, That babe there [B] never [E]
known.
Go [Bm] [G]
dig me a [D] grave, [A] both long wide [E] and deep, [G] As quickly [C] [D] as you may.
[Em] I'll lie down here and take one sleep, For twelve [B] months and one [Em]
[E] day.
[Em]
Cold blows the wind over my true love, Cold blows the [B] drops [Em] of rain.
I [E] never had [Em] but one true love, And in Canville [B] he [Em] was slain.
[D] I'll [G]
do [D] as much [Am] for my [Em] true love, [G] As any [C] girl [D]
may.
[Em] I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
[E] [Em]
Cold blows the wind over my true love, Cold blows the [B] drops [Em]
of rain.
I never had but one true love, And Campbell [B] he [Em] was slain.
[G] I'll do [D] as much for [Am] my true [Em] love, [G]
As any [C] young [D] girl may.
[Em]
I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
But when twelve months were come and gone, This young [B] man [Em] he arose.
What makes you weep down by my grave?
I [B] can't take [Em] my repose.
[G] One kiss, [D] one kiss [Gm] of [Am] your lily [Em] white lips, [G] One kiss [C] is all [G] I [D]
crave.
[E] One kiss, [Em] one kiss of your lily white lips, And [B] return back to [Em] your grave.
My lips, they [B] are [E] as cold as my [Em] clay, My breath [B] is heavy and [Em]
strong.
[G] If [E] thou wast to kiss my lily white [B] lips, [Em] Thy days [B] would not [E] be long.
[Em] Oh, [G]
don't you [D] remember the [A]
garden [E] grove, [G] Where we [C] [D] used to walk?
[Eb] [E]
Look, the [Em] finest flower of them all, Twill hither [B] to a [E]
star.
[G] [E]
[Bm] [Em]
[E]
[B] Go [E]
[Em]
fetch me a nut from a dungeon deep, And water [B] from a [Em]
stone.
And white milk from a maiden's breast, That babe there [B] never [E]
known.
Go [Bm] [G]
dig me a [D] grave, [A] both long wide [E] and deep, [G] As quickly [C] [D] as you may.
[Em] I'll lie down here and take one sleep, For twelve [B] months and one [Em]
[E] day.
[Em]
Cold blows the wind over my true love, Cold blows the [B] drops [Em] of rain.
I [E] never had [Em] but one true love, And in Canville [B] he [Em] was slain.
[D] I'll [G]
do [D] as much [Am] for my [Em] true love, [G] As any [C] girl [D]
may.
[Em] I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
[E] [Em]
Key:
Em
B
E
G
D
Em
B
E
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Cold blows the wind over my true love, _ Cold blows the [B] drops [Em]
of rain. _ _ _
I never _ had but one true love, And _ Campbell [B] he [Em] was slain. _ _ _
[G] I'll do _ [D] as much for [Am] my true [Em] love, [G]
As any [C] _ young [D] girl may.
_ _ _ [Em]
I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
_ _ But when twelve months were come and gone, This young [B] man [Em] he _ arose.
_ _ What makes you weep down by my grave?
I _ [B] can't take [Em] my _ repose.
_ _ [G] One kiss, [D] one kiss [Gm] of [Am] your lily [Em] white lips, [G] One kiss [C] is all [G] I [D] _
crave.
_ _ [E] One kiss, [Em] one kiss of your lily white lips, And [B] return back to [Em] your _ grave.
_ My lips, they [B] are _ [E] as cold as my [Em] clay, My breath [B] is heavy and [Em]
strong.
_ _ [G] If [E] thou wast to kiss my lily white [B] lips, [Em] Thy days [B] would not [E] be long.
_ _ [Em] Oh, [G]
don't you _ [D] remember the [A] _
garden [E] grove, [G] Where we _ [C] _ [D] used to _ walk?
_ [Eb] _ _ [E]
Look, the [Em] _ finest flower of them all, Twill hither _ [B] to a [E]
star.
_ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [B] Go _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _
fetch me a nut from a _ dungeon deep, _ And water _ [B] from a [Em]
stone.
_ _ _ And white milk from a _ maiden's breast, That babe there [B] _ never [E]
known.
_ Go [Bm] _ [G]
dig me a [D] grave, [A] both long wide [E] and deep, [G] As quickly _ [C] _ [D] as you may.
_ _ _ [Em] I'll lie down here and take one sleep, For twelve [B] months and one [Em]
[E] day.
_ _ [Em] _ _
Cold blows the wind over my true love, _ Cold blows the [B] drops [Em] of rain.
_ _ _ I [E] never had [Em] _ but one true love, And in Canville [B] he [Em] was slain.
_ _ [D] I'll [G]
do [D] as much [Am] for my [Em] true love, [G] As any [C] _ girl [D]
may.
_ _ _ [Em] I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Cold blows the wind over my true love, _ Cold blows the [B] drops [Em]
of rain. _ _ _
I never _ had but one true love, And _ Campbell [B] he [Em] was slain. _ _ _
[G] I'll do _ [D] as much for [Am] my true [Em] love, [G]
As any [C] _ young [D] girl may.
_ _ _ [Em]
I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
_ _ But when twelve months were come and gone, This young [B] man [Em] he _ arose.
_ _ What makes you weep down by my grave?
I _ [B] can't take [Em] my _ repose.
_ _ [G] One kiss, [D] one kiss [Gm] of [Am] your lily [Em] white lips, [G] One kiss [C] is all [G] I [D] _
crave.
_ _ [E] One kiss, [Em] one kiss of your lily white lips, And [B] return back to [Em] your _ grave.
_ My lips, they [B] are _ [E] as cold as my [Em] clay, My breath [B] is heavy and [Em]
strong.
_ _ [G] If [E] thou wast to kiss my lily white [B] lips, [Em] Thy days [B] would not [E] be long.
_ _ [Em] Oh, [G]
don't you _ [D] remember the [A] _
garden [E] grove, [G] Where we _ [C] _ [D] used to _ walk?
_ [Eb] _ _ [E]
Look, the [Em] _ finest flower of them all, Twill hither _ [B] to a [E]
star.
_ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [B] Go _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _
fetch me a nut from a _ dungeon deep, _ And water _ [B] from a [Em]
stone.
_ _ _ And white milk from a _ maiden's breast, That babe there [B] _ never [E]
known.
_ Go [Bm] _ [G]
dig me a [D] grave, [A] both long wide [E] and deep, [G] As quickly _ [C] _ [D] as you may.
_ _ _ [Em] I'll lie down here and take one sleep, For twelve [B] months and one [Em]
[E] day.
_ _ [Em] _ _
Cold blows the wind over my true love, _ Cold blows the [B] drops [Em] of rain.
_ _ _ I [E] never had [Em] _ but one true love, And in Canville [B] he [Em] was slain.
_ _ [D] I'll [G]
do [D] as much [Am] for my [Em] true love, [G] As any [C] _ girl [D]
may.
_ _ _ [Em] I'll sit and weep down by his grave, For twelve [B] months and [Em] one day.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
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