Chords for Jim Causley ~ Cupid the Ploughboy
Tempo:
131.7 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
G#m
C#
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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As I walked out one morning in June,
When flowers were all in bloom,
into a flowery field,
And smelled a sweet perfume.
I turned myself all round and round,
listened for a while,
And there I saw Cupid the ploughboy,
heart beguiled, beguiled,
When flowers were all in bloom,
into a flowery field,
And smelled a sweet perfume.
I turned myself all round and round,
listened for a while,
And there I saw Cupid the ploughboy,
heart beguiled, beguiled,
100% ➙ 132BPM
F#
B
G#m
C#
G#
F#
B
G#m
_ _ _ _ _ As I walked out one morning in June,
_ When flowers were all in _ bloom,
I went into a _ flowery field, _
And smelled a sweet perfume. _
_ I turned myself all round and round,
_ And listened for a while,
And there I saw Cupid the _ _ _ ploughboy,
_ And he my heart _ beguiled, _ beguiled, _
And he my heart _ beguiled.
_ As this young man was _ ploughing
_ _ His furrows high and low, _
Raking his clods _ together,
_ _ His _ barley for to _ sow,
_ I wished this pretty _ _ _ ploughboy
My eyes had never _ seen.
Tis Cupid the pretty _ _ ploughboy,
With his arrow sharp and keen,
And keen with his arrow sharp and keen.
_ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [B] _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ If I should sing [G#m] a song [F#] to him,
_ My [B] mind to him [F#] unfold,
_ _ _ Perhaps [B] he'd [F#] take its [G#m] scornful, _ _
[F#] And say I am [B] too bold.
_ [C#] But [F#] if he'd take it _
[G#m] _ _ kinder,
And [C#] sing to [F#] me _ again,
[B] Then Cupid [Em] the [B] pretty _ [G#] _ [G#m] ploughboy
_ [C#] Would ease my [F#] heart from pain, from pain,
_ [B] Would ease [F#] my heart from pain,
_ [G#m] The _ [C#] ploughboy [G#m] hearing _ [B] of my song.
_ [G#m] Its sad and sweet [B] _ refrain,
[G#m] He turned himself [B] around [G#] and _ [G#m] sang,
[F#] I'll ease you [B] of your _ pain,
If you could love the _
[G#m] _ ploughboy,
_ Forever [F#] _
I'll [G#] prove [G#m] true,
_ [B] For when [F#] true love _ [G#] enslaves me,
_ I [F#] can't love none [B] but you, but you,
_ I can't love none but you.
_ [C#] _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#] I turned myself [G#m] to walk [F#] the field,
_ My new [B] love to [F#] unfold,
_ _ I stood all in that _ [G#] furrowed path,
_ _ [F#] And found the ground [B] all cold,
[C#] No clods were [F#] raked, no soil [G#m] was turned,
No [D#m] _ [C#] ploughboy had [B] been there,
_ The only [E] song [B] that ever [G#m] I heard,
[G#] Was but _ perfume in [C#] the air, [F#] in the air,
[B] Was but perfume [F#] in the air.
_ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [B] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
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_ When flowers were all in _ bloom,
I went into a _ flowery field, _
And smelled a sweet perfume. _
_ I turned myself all round and round,
_ And listened for a while,
And there I saw Cupid the _ _ _ ploughboy,
_ And he my heart _ beguiled, _ beguiled, _
And he my heart _ beguiled.
_ As this young man was _ ploughing
_ _ His furrows high and low, _
Raking his clods _ together,
_ _ His _ barley for to _ sow,
_ I wished this pretty _ _ _ ploughboy
My eyes had never _ seen.
Tis Cupid the pretty _ _ ploughboy,
With his arrow sharp and keen,
And keen with his arrow sharp and keen.
_ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [B] _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ If I should sing [G#m] a song [F#] to him,
_ My [B] mind to him [F#] unfold,
_ _ _ Perhaps [B] he'd [F#] take its [G#m] scornful, _ _
[F#] And say I am [B] too bold.
_ [C#] But [F#] if he'd take it _
[G#m] _ _ kinder,
And [C#] sing to [F#] me _ again,
[B] Then Cupid [Em] the [B] pretty _ [G#] _ [G#m] ploughboy
_ [C#] Would ease my [F#] heart from pain, from pain,
_ [B] Would ease [F#] my heart from pain,
_ [G#m] The _ [C#] ploughboy [G#m] hearing _ [B] of my song.
_ [G#m] Its sad and sweet [B] _ refrain,
[G#m] He turned himself [B] around [G#] and _ [G#m] sang,
[F#] I'll ease you [B] of your _ pain,
If you could love the _
[G#m] _ ploughboy,
_ Forever [F#] _
I'll [G#] prove [G#m] true,
_ [B] For when [F#] true love _ [G#] enslaves me,
_ I [F#] can't love none [B] but you, but you,
_ I can't love none but you.
_ [C#] _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [C#] I turned myself [G#m] to walk [F#] the field,
_ My new [B] love to [F#] unfold,
_ _ I stood all in that _ [G#] furrowed path,
_ _ [F#] And found the ground [B] all cold,
[C#] No clods were [F#] raked, no soil [G#m] was turned,
No [D#m] _ [C#] ploughboy had [B] been there,
_ The only [E] song [B] that ever [G#m] I heard,
[G#] Was but _ perfume in [C#] the air, [F#] in the air,
[B] Was but perfume [F#] in the air.
_ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [B] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
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