Chords for Donovan - The Ballad Of Geraldine (from the CD, Fairytale, 1965)
Tempo:
46.9 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
A#m
D#m
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B]
Oh, I was born with a name Geraldine, With hair cold black as a raven.
I traveled my life [F#] without [B] a care, How but all my love I was saving.
Oh, the winds blew high [A#m] and the trees [B] did sway.
Not much from life was I asking, Till I met someone [F#] to give [B] all my love.
All good were the [A#m] parts we played [B] in our game.
And a long ways off was tomorrow, But my love was a [F#] rambler and a [B] restless as the sea.
Oh, a child of the [D#m] night is [B] gone to be born.
Oh, I was born with a name Geraldine, With hair cold black as a raven.
I traveled my life [F#] without [B] a care, How but all my love I was saving.
Oh, the winds blew high [A#m] and the trees [B] did sway.
Not much from life was I asking, Till I met someone [F#] to give [B] all my love.
All good were the [A#m] parts we played [B] in our game.
And a long ways off was tomorrow, But my love was a [F#] rambler and a [B] restless as the sea.
Oh, a child of the [D#m] night is [B] gone to be born.
100% ➙ 47BPM
B
F#
A#m
D#m
G#m
B
F#
A#m
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ Oh, I was born with a name Geraldine, _ With hair cold black as a raven.
_ I traveled my life [F#] without [B] a care, _ How but all my love I was saving.
_ Oh, the winds blew high [A#m] and the trees [B] did sway.
_ _ Not much from life was I asking, _ Till I met someone [F#] to give [B] all my love.
_ All my love so long and lasting, _ All good were the [A#m] parts we played [B] in our game.
_ _ And a long ways off was tomorrow, _ But my love was a [F#] rambler and a [B] restless as the sea.
_ And in the tide came sorrow, _ Oh, a child of the [D#m] night is [B] gone to be born.
_ I can't explain my confusion, _ _ Is my love [A#m] thinking to [B] marry me at all?
_ Or of the freedom he thinks he'll be losing?
_ I sit with my [F#] friends in the [B] gay crowded rooms, _ My friends they're smoking and talking.
_ But it all seems so [F#] empty, my [B] love is not there.
_ So I'll go into the streets a-walking, _ My baby is a [F#]-growing as a [B]-growing it must.
_ If I were to lose it, it would grieve me.
My love is so helpless [D#m] and I'm wondering [B] what to do.
_ _ Oh, how I yearn to help him.
_ Oh, we could go [D#m] to the land [B] of your choice, _ Where the false shame won't come knocking at our door.
_ I've a feeling in my heart [F#] and it's crushing [B] all my hope.
_ I think I'm gonna be hurt some more.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh, I was born with a name Geraldine, _ With hair cold black as a raven.
_ I traveled my life without a care.
_ Ah, but all [F#] my love I was saving.
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [B] _ _
_ Oh, I was born with a name Geraldine, _ With hair cold black as a raven.
_ I traveled my life [F#] without [B] a care, _ How but all my love I was saving.
_ Oh, the winds blew high [A#m] and the trees [B] did sway.
_ _ Not much from life was I asking, _ Till I met someone [F#] to give [B] all my love.
_ All my love so long and lasting, _ All good were the [A#m] parts we played [B] in our game.
_ _ And a long ways off was tomorrow, _ But my love was a [F#] rambler and a [B] restless as the sea.
_ And in the tide came sorrow, _ Oh, a child of the [D#m] night is [B] gone to be born.
_ I can't explain my confusion, _ _ Is my love [A#m] thinking to [B] marry me at all?
_ Or of the freedom he thinks he'll be losing?
_ I sit with my [F#] friends in the [B] gay crowded rooms, _ My friends they're smoking and talking.
_ But it all seems so [F#] empty, my [B] love is not there.
_ So I'll go into the streets a-walking, _ My baby is a [F#]-growing as a [B]-growing it must.
_ If I were to lose it, it would grieve me.
My love is so helpless [D#m] and I'm wondering [B] what to do.
_ _ Oh, how I yearn to help him.
_ Oh, we could go [D#m] to the land [B] of your choice, _ Where the false shame won't come knocking at our door.
_ I've a feeling in my heart [F#] and it's crushing [B] all my hope.
_ I think I'm gonna be hurt some more.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh, I was born with a name Geraldine, _ With hair cold black as a raven.
_ I traveled my life without a care.
_ Ah, but all [F#] my love I was saving.
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [B] _ _