Chords for Jean Ritchie - Lord Thomas and Fair Ellender (Child 73)

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Jean Ritchie - Lord Thomas and Fair Ellender (Child 73) chords
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Oh mother, oh mother, come riddle it down, come riddle two hearts as one.
Say, must I marry Fair Elender, [E] or bring the brown girl home?
The brown girl she has house and land, [F] Fair Elender she has none.
Oh, the best advice I can give you, my son, is go bring me the brown girl home.
He rode to come to Fair Elender's gate, he tangled [N] a bell with his cane.
No one saw Reddy's Fair Elender herself, to her eyes and bid him come in.
Oh, what's the news, Lord Thomas, she cried, what's the news you brung to me?
I've come to ask you to my wedding, now what do you think of me?
Oh mother, oh mother, come riddle it down, come riddle two hearts as one.
Oh, must I go to Lord Thomas's wedding, or stay at home and mourn?
Oh, the brown girl she's got business there, you know I've got none.
Oh, the best advice I can give you, my daughter, is to stay at home.
She dressed herself in a snow white dress, [A] her maids they dressed in green.
And [D] every town that they rode through, they took [E] her to be some queen.
She rode till she came to Lord Thomas's gate, she pulled all in [N] her reign.
No one saw Reddy as Lord Thomas himself, to her eyes and bid her come in.
He took her by the lily white hair, he led her through the hall.
He seated her down in a rocking chair, amongst those ladies all.
Is this your bride, Lord Thomas?
She cried, she looks so wonderful brown.
You once could have married a maiden [D] as fair, as ever [F] the sun shone on.
Dispraise her not, fair Elinder, he cried, dispraise her not to me.
For think more of your little finger than of her whole body.
The [A] brown [Eb] girl, it be'd both keen and sharp, [D] betwixt the long ribs and the sharp,
pierced fair Elinder to the heart.
Oh, what's the matter, Lord Thomas?
He [Abm] cried, you look so pale and wan.
You used to have as rosy a color, as ever the sun shone on.
[Gb] Oh, are you blind, [Ab] Lord Thomas?
She cried, or is it you cannot see?
And can't you see my own [D] heart's blood come a [Gb]-trinkling down to my knee?
Lord Thomas, he drew his sword from his side, as he ran [F] through the hall.
He cut off the head of his bonny brown bride [N] and kicked it against the wall.
Then [E] placed the handle against [Eb] the wall and the blade attached his heart.
Said, did you ever see three true lovers meet that [E] had so soon to part?
Oh, my own mother, go dig my [N] grave and dig it both wide and deep.
And bury fair Elinder in my heart and they brought my feet.
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_ Oh mother, oh mother, come riddle it down, come riddle two hearts as one.
Say, must I marry Fair Elender, [E] _ _ or bring the brown girl home?
The brown girl she has house and land, [F] Fair Elender she has none.
Oh, the best advice I can give you, my son, is go bring me the brown girl home. _
_ He rode to come to Fair Elender's gate, he tangled [N] a bell with his cane.
No one saw Reddy's Fair Elender herself, to her eyes and bid him come in.
Oh, what's the news, Lord Thomas, she cried, _ what's the news you brung to me?
I've come to ask you to my wedding, _ now what do you think of me? _
_ Oh mother, oh mother, come riddle it down, come riddle two hearts as one.
Oh, must I go to Lord Thomas's wedding, _ or stay at home and mourn?
_ _ Oh, the brown girl she's got business there, you know I've got none.
Oh, the best advice I can give you, my daughter, _ is to stay at _ _ _ _ home.
She dressed herself in a snow white dress, _ [A] her maids they dressed in green.
And [D] every town that they rode through, they took [E] her to be some queen. _
She rode till she came to Lord Thomas's gate, she pulled all in [N] her reign.
No one saw Reddy as Lord Thomas himself, to her eyes and bid her come in.
_ _ _ He took her by the lily white hair, he led her through the hall.
He seated her down in a rocking chair, _ amongst those ladies all.
_ Is this your bride, Lord Thomas?
She cried, she looks so wonderful brown.
You once could have married a maiden [D] as fair, as ever [F] the sun shone on. _ _ _
Dispraise her not, fair Elinder, he cried, _ _ dispraise her not to me.
For think more of your little finger than of her whole body.
The [A] brown _ _ _ [Eb] girl, it be'd both keen and sharp, [D] betwixt the long ribs and the sharp, _
pierced fair Elinder to the heart. _ _ _
_ Oh, what's the matter, Lord Thomas?
He [Abm] cried, you look so pale and wan.
You used to have as rosy a color, _ as ever the sun shone on.
_ [Gb] Oh, are you blind, [Ab] Lord Thomas?
She cried, or is it you cannot see?
_ And can't you see my own [D] heart's blood come a [Gb]-trinkling down to my knee?
_ Lord Thomas, he drew his sword from his side, as he ran [F] through the hall.
He cut off the head of his bonny brown bride _ [N] and kicked it against the wall.
_ Then [E] placed the handle against [Eb] the wall and the blade attached his heart.
_ Said, did you ever see three true lovers meet that [E] had so soon to part? _
_ _ Oh, my own mother, go dig my [N] grave and dig it both wide and deep.
And bury fair Elinder in my heart _ and they brought my feet. _ _

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