Chords for Deanta - Willie & Mary

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As Willie and Mary met by the [Eb] seaside, A long [Bb] farewell [F] for the tale,
[Bb] Said Mary to Willie, If [Gm] you go [Eb] away, I'm afraid my [Bb] poor heart it might break.
_ [Eb] Oh, [Bb] don't be afraid, [Gm] dearest Mary, he said, As he [Eb] clasped his [Bb] arms mid a [F] sight.
[Bb] In my absence don't mourn, for when [Eb] I return, I will make [Bb] you sweet Mary my bride.
Several long years had passed, and no word had last, Mary stood by her own [Fm] cottage door.
A [Bb] beggar came by with a patch and his eye, But draggled and dragged [Eb] it _ [Bb] untore.
[Eb] Your charity [F] fair may [Ab] bestow [Bb] upon me, Your [Eb] fortune [Bb] I'll tell [F] you beside.
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The lie that [Bb] you mourn will never return, To [F] make little [Cm] Mary his bride.
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She slipped and she starved, I'd say it all a day, [Eb] How freely [Bb] to you [F] I will give.
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[Bb] If you [Dm] tell me true, [Eb] what I now [Gm] ask of you, Is my Willie [Bb] dead or alive?
_ His living's [F] sad, even though it's sad [Gm] poverty, _ _ [Eb] And [Bb] shipwrecked he has [F] been beside. _
[Cm] When [Fm] he'd money untold, [Cm] and pockets [Bb] of gold, [Eb] He'd make [F] little Mary his bride.
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And if he is dead, no [Eb] other I wed, No other [Bb] I'll [F] have by my side.
[Bb] For in riches stone [F] rolled, [Cm] or covered with gold, [Eb] He'd have made [Fm] his own Mary his [Bb] bride.
_ Then the patch of his eye, the old [Eb] bag on [Gm] that fly, _ His old coat and [F] crutches beside,
[Bb] And when the cedars blew close, and the cheeks [Eb] like the rose, It was Willie [Bb] who stood by her side. _
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] Oh don't [Bb] be afraid, dearest [Gm] Mary, he said, It [Eb] was [Bb] only your [F] faith that I tried.
[Bb] One day the church will weigh, by the break of the day, And [Eb] I'll [Bbm] make little [F]
Mary my [Eb] bride. _ _ _ _
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